Alien Executioner

The sudden scream lasted only a few seconds, echoing throughout the sewer.

The two looked at each other.

An Ran cleared her throat and shouted at Sister Tang's surprised gaze: "Bagashas! Get out here!"

Sister Tang was dumbfounded. So this was An Ran's way of finding Shang. It was too crude. This method was both childish and brainless. Although she had never seen Shang, she knew that Shang was a thousand times more terrifying than the alien species. Although Naya was a devil with terrible strength, he should not challenge a Shang.

But the next scene overturned Sister Tang's cognition. Something in the darkness really responded, and large pieces of flesh and blood gushed out from the cracks in the broken wall, just like the process of birth of a new life.

Piece after piece of deep red flesh and blood emerged, full of life, constantly squirming, struggling to squeeze out. Obscure monsters continued to breed and gather. Filthy and dirty water gushed out under their feet, and the entire wall collapsed!

Sister Tang subconsciously wanted to take out the Devouring Weapon, but was stopped by An Ran. The girl took a step forward, stretched out her hand and directly grabbed the mass of flesh and blood that had not yet been fully born, and pulled it out forcefully.

"Why are you still hesitating after coming out?"

"Wait, wait, don't pull me!" The lump of meat spoke, making an anxious sound of enduring pain.

"You girl, you really don't know how to respect me. Do you know who I am? I am a god! Hahahaha..."

"What a bullshit evil god! If you don't meet your sales targets this month, you'll starve to death." An Ran motioned to Sister Tang to pull the handle. Seeing her stunned look, he yelled, "Hurry up! It'll run away soon! Hurry up!"

"Uh uh." Sister Tang hadn't reacted yet. She moved over in a daze, hesitated for two seconds, and then grabbed the piece of meat.

Soft, like the combination of some kind of colloid, this is the so-called Bagshas, ​​an unknown thing condensed from pieces of flesh and blood, an evil god recorded in history and books, and the same name as a certain Old One in the Cthulhu mythology.

But is this really an evil god?

Sister Tang put more effort and pulled the guy out of the wall, and An Ran's tentacles embraced him.

The lump of meat fled quickly, crawled to the corner, and trembled.

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Chapter 370: Egg of Rebirth ()

Two black and red tentacles collided with each other, constantly smashing the wall. The squirming piece of flesh jumped up and down, dodging constantly, like a trained dancer, making an annoying clucking sound, mocking the girl's incompetence.

An Ran was annoyed, and the eight tentacles intersected together to form an unavoidable web. But even so, the wriggling piece of flesh used its flexible body to pass through the gaps between the tentacles, and even straightened its body and swayed its posture.

The tentacles twisted in excitement; they had never been so happy.

"I didn't ask you to play with it!" An Ran was a little exasperated with anger rising in her heart. She couldn't stand Bagshas. The anger surged into her heart and turned into a crazy smile. The blood red in her eyes became brighter.

"Mr. Bagshas, ​​go to hell! Hahahaha—"

The girl immediately launched an indiscriminate attack, even in a small space, she launched a death search, the black and red sickle and the tentacles slashed quickly, the violent speed made Bagshas difficult to resist, it jumped around, and was finally split in half.

The two pieces of meat fell to the ground, attracted each other, and slowly moved together.

An Ran stepped on it, grabbed half of the meat with his hand, and held it in front of his eyes.

"Dear Mr. Bagshas." Her voice was obsessed and cold. "Do you need me to prepare a sacrifice for you?"

"No, no, no! Haha, how cruel! No one would like a girl like you." The piece of meat in his hand kept twisting, trying to break free, but An Ran didn't intend to let it go.

"You don't need it, but I do." An Ran chuckled, making Sister Tang's hair stand on end. "I'm a little hungry. I haven't tried the taste of Shang yet. Do you mind if I eat a piece?"

Hearing this, the piece of meat in her hand shrank and immediately curled up, like a flower that had lost its life and withered.

An Ran threw away the dead meat in his hand and stepped on another piece of meat on the ground that he was about to crawl away.

"Hahaha, you react really quickly." Bagshas didn't struggle when he was caught again. Instead, he changed his tone and said, "What are you going to do by waking me up this time? Hahaha, let me make it clear in advance that I only accept transactions of equal value. Don't think of getting something for free from me."

An Ran then loosened his feet, and the piece of meat jumped up to the wall.

Sister Tang was deeply shocked. "Is this the so-called sorrow?"

"Hehe, I like this woman." Countless tiny tentacles extended from the piece of meat, and eyeballs squeezed out from the tips of the tentacles, looking at Sister Tang curiously.

"Is this the offering you brought? Haha, I like it very much. I like it very much."

"She is my friend. To be precise, it is not me who came to make a deal with you, but her." An Ran turned to Sister Tang and smiled happily, "It doesn't matter. It's not as scary as you think."

"She's not a sacrifice? Not a sacrifice?" The twisting piece of meat stiffened to a degree visibly visible to the naked eye, which was a blow to it.

Bagshas stretched out a large number of tentacles, each of which was several meters long. These eyeballs circled around An Ran and Sister Tang, searching for a long time before retracting.

"So where's the offering? Hehehe, Master Naya, stop playing around and stop hiding it."

"Do you think I need to hide?"

An Ran retracted his smile, reached out and gently stroked his tentacles. The tentacles enjoyed the caress, and they vied with each other for his favor.

"I have no offerings, and never will," she said. "You know, Mr. Bagsass."

"Then, then..." The piece of flesh on the wall squirmed back and forth, as if a man was pacing back and forth.

“Not so much ‘that’ oh.”

"Isn't it this woman who needs to be traded? Hehehe." It said to Sister Tang, "Have you prepared the sacrifice?"

"I don't want to repeat myself, Mr. Bagshas." An Ran's tone was not very friendly. "I said before that I never prepare sacrifices. This time I brought her here to help her complete the transaction."

"I have had no business for half a month!"

"It's none of my business."

"It's really hard to do business with evil gods." Bagshas sighed, "And I met a money-losing guy like you. If I want to earn some food, I have to rely on humans. Hey, most of the ambitious and greedy guys are aliens, but the meat of aliens is too unpalatable."

"Has that enough? I owe you a treat."

"Sorry, I can't do it." Bagshas's tentacles gathered together to form something similar to a hand, as if waving.

"I know it's not good to get something for free." An Ran turned to Sister Tang and motioned for her to come over.

Sister Tang decisively moved closer to her, no longer so afraid. Compared with Bagshas, ​​the girl in front of her was more like a Shang. She was a real monster, and the so-called Bagshas seemed less threatening.

What's more, the tentacles seemed to like her very much. Whenever Sister Tang approached, they would swarm around her, giving her a sense of security.

"What do I need to do?"

"Do you have any little cockroaches or mice or anything like that?"

Sister Tang was stunned, then understood.

"Does it eat these too? Are these okay as sacrifices?" she asked.

"I haven't tried it yet. Let's see if I can fool you. Don't you think this Pug is stupid? He's just like my father."

"Is it really okay to talk about the head of the An family like this?" Sister Tang was a little worried.

"I often say this to him in front of him." An Ran didn't care and pointed to her pocket, "So did you bring it?"

"Second Miss, maybe I am short-sighted, but I think any normal person would not carry these things with them."

"There's nothing we can do." An Ran turned to Bagshas, ​​the blood-red in his eyes becoming brighter, trying to put pressure on him.

"Mr. Bagshas, ​​is this okay? You can't lure people who need to trade, right? As long as you are willing to help us now, I can be your intermediary and introduce you to 'customers'."

"Why didn't I think of that?" Bagsas murmured, "That's right! I should have found an intermediary! Haha, I didn't expect that Lord Naya would raise such a concern. It's really unexpected."

"You should know Mr. V. He said he was your servant." An Ran immediately pointed out that it was a lie.

"A servant is a servant. He won't introduce any customers to me." Bagsas chuckled. "I am very satisfied with your proposal. Let's first decide how to take the commission. Haha, this needs to be made clear."

An Ran was stunned, but thought about what it said with pleasure. It seemed that the rumor that Shang would return a certain amount of power to people was true.

Based on some unequal transactions, the evil god will give the trader what he needs, which can be a place in society, status, rights, or even supernatural powers.

And the servants who serve them, such as the intermediaries who find traders for them, will always be rewarded as long as they are loyal.

"It's very simple, 30% to 70%." An Ran thought this number was fine. "What do you think?"

"30-70? No, 50-50. I'm always fair."

"No, just three or seven."

"Four or six, you're eating too much!" Bagshas was a little annoyed, "Three is too little..."

Sister Tang standing by was stunned. This was the first time she saw the evil god, and also the first time she saw someone bargaining with the evil god during a transaction.

The most important thing is that An Ran still gets the lion's share, and Bagshas doesn't have many objections, but thinks three tenths is too little...

Chapter 371: Egg of Rebirth (XI)

In the end, the profit split of this cooperation was determined to be 40% to 60%, with the obscure and dark Lord of the Dead, Bagsas, taking 40%. At first, this cooperation did not go smoothly. Under An Ran's continuous whipping, this Shang refused to give in. In order to keep things going as expected, he had to agree.

Bagshas jumped onto the tentacle and crawled along the tentacle to An Ran's shoulder, very reluctantly.

"You are so greedy," it snorted. "I don't know where you learned this bad habit."

"It's just the first time you really got to know me." The girl crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Now that it's confirmed, let's get down to business. Do you know that giant octopus? If I'm not mistaken, you were also on that ship at the time."

"I'm everywhere, in every corner of the world, haha." Bagshas could never change his habit of grinning.

"The guy who possessed that old man is just an ignorant fool."

"Its name."

"The octopus's name is Deagaus. This name has been silent for a long time and few people know it." The piece of meat on the shoulder that spoke twisted, and the tentacles moved around it, looking at it curiously, with the idea of ​​swallowing it.

"Hey, hey, hey, keep an eye on these guys!" Bagsas protested, "They want to eat me!"

"It's not a bad idea to satisfy their curiosity appropriately." An Ran said, looking at Sister Tang.

"You ask first."

Sister Tang nodded, mustered up her courage, and looked at the small piece of meat in front of her that was only the size of a palm. Originally, it was bloated and huge, but it was chopped into smaller pieces by the god of death. But even so, it was full of weirdness and difficult to look directly at.

"Mr. Bagshas." She pondered the words, imitating An Ran's way of addressing him, "I have a friend who has been affected by that Shang. He is mentally tortured and in a terrible state of confusion. Is there any way to solve this problem?"

"This friend you're talking about, haha, it can't be you."

"No, sir." Sister Tang shook her head, showing great respect.

"If I'm not mistaken, your friend frequently dreams of that guy. Even if he is in reality, as long as he loses concentration, he will fall into the same hallucination as in the dream, right?"

Seeing that there was a play, Sister Tang quickly replied, "Yes, that's the situation."

"The Dream Realm, ha ha ha, it's just a little trick, commonly known as the telepathy of the evil god. If you are affected by it for a long time, you will be devoured by it and lose your flesh and blood in the form of telepathy. In the process, you will gradually become a numb puppet."

Bagshas teased the tentacles but was afraid of their hunger.

"So this can be considered a curse. At first, you will suffer in the chaos and start to go crazy. Noisy mumbling will continue, and you will constantly wander between reality and illusion. You dare not sleep. Under extreme fatigue, you dare not open your eyes or close them. If you open your eyes, you will be swallowed by hallucinations. If you close your eyes, you will fall asleep at any time. The dreams are even more terrifying... Haha, haha, in the end you will become a madman, a complete madman."

Bagshas's quick description of the transformation process of a person after falling into chaos basically sentenced him to death.

"But..." it continued, "If you are lucky and accept everything that appears in the hallucination, you will become a loyal believer of the evil god, crazy, ugly, and become its servant."

"Then is there any way to get out of this?" Sister Tang was eager to get an answer, even ignoring An Ran's admonishing look.

"Of course, ha ha ha, of course there is." Bagshas replied, "My method is relatively rough. I kill the person, revive him, and turn him into my servant..."

An Ran pulled it off her shoulder and held it in her hand, her beautiful eyes revealing a terrifying look.

"If you ever annoy me like this again, I swear, I will eat you."

"I was just joking, haha. If you can't take a joke, forget it." Bagsas said meanly, "First, I have to meet your friend to confirm the details."

"And then? What is the specific method?"

"baptism."

"Baptism?" Sister Tang muttered the word, walked from the side of An Ran to the front, and looked at Bagshas.

"This word has many meanings, but is that what it means when you say it, Mr. Bagsass?"

"Yes, this is the only way. Let your friend accept the baptism of death and become... hehe, an alien species, an alien species with my blood. Otherwise, the root cause cannot be solved. If you don't want to, I do have a way to alleviate her condition."

"Whether she accepts the baptism or not is up to her." An Ran pondered. "If the solution is a double-edged sword, it remains to be decided. But I am very curious about the relief method you mentioned."

"Let me go first." Bagshas struggled, and An Ran let go of his hand. It jumped to the ground, its tentacles stretched out, and countless eyeballs stuck to the ground like suction cups.

It was looking for something, and eventually its tentacles burrowed into the ground.

As they watched it groping around, neither of them disturbed it, but after waiting for so long, they couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"What are you looking for?"

"No, I'm trying to see if I can get in and escape." Bagshas crawled out and crawled towards her feet.

One of its eyeballs squeezed out from its tentacles and rolled to the tip of An Ran's shoe.

An Ran bent down in confusion to pick it up, and looked at it in his hand. A lot of emotions from the tentacles suddenly burst into his mind.

Excitement, desire, madness...

This is an eye from Bagshas, ​​which split off and gave itself to itself.