Alien Executioner

This may be the biggest possibility.

I heard that An Ran has the best relationship with his younger sister in the family, but is extremely indifferent to his older sister An Xin. The An family is not harmonious, so it is particularly difficult to find a breakthrough.

At this moment, the "deep well" on the far right side of the factory, the transport platform fell into absolute darkness, and there was a large area of ​​rapid breathing.

The rapid breathing comes from fear, anxiety and tension. The blood is all around, and the greedy god of death is about to come.

A fully armed team stood on the platform, waiting for the lift to land at the safe house at the bottom of the factory. The designer of the 004β factory had a long-term vision and anticipated the outcome of being breached and invaded, and dug an escape passage to the North Star Port.

But the members inside the factory no longer had the opportunity to use this escape route. The moment the Tananya family learned that the factory had been discovered, they immediately launched a plan to destroy it.

In addition to all the data and experimental texts, the members who came into contact with the experiment were also destroyed, not even a mosquito was spared. The killers acted in a well-organized manner and dispersed to carry out the slaughter in the form of outsourcing.

This is also why the doctor surrendered to Naya. He knew that he had become a discarded pawn. A discarded pawn can only be squeezed out of its final value after death. In this case, it is better to dance with the monster, and perhaps die with dignity.

Originally, the massacre went quite smoothly. The yellow guards had no power to resist the well-trained mercenaries. Although they were no match for the executive officers, they were enough to destroy the weak aliens in the factory.

But the following encounter changed the situation. With the attack of the blood-red monster, they went from hunters to prey.

The mercenaries had to use this escape passage. The captain in the lead had blood all over his face, looking like a bloody man.

There were cries coming from the darkness, someone was in despair, the damn lifting platform suddenly got stuck, and they were forced to stay halfway down the well.

Suddenly, it lit up above, and the edge of the deep well emitted a fluorescent red light. They looked up and saw a pair of eyes looking in from the edge. It was as absurd as hiding in an ancient well at night, and looking up to see the evil ghost chasing them staring inside with a smile. That kind of despair was enough to drown out reason.

It was a girl, or to be more precise, a young girl, with a graceful figure surrounded by tentacles. At first glance, she looked like the little girl next door who liked to hide and observe herself secretly. One felt that if one got to know her, one would find her lively, quirky and lively.

"Boss, what should we do?" Some people in the panicked crowd were still rational.

The captain was at a loss, what could he do? He clearly recognized that this monster was Naya, but he felt so helpless and hopeless.

The blood in the girl's eyes was not bright, but it was enough to cover the entire deep well. Under the gaze of the blood-red eyes, some people's organs gradually failed and they lay on the ground twitching.

There are always some unlucky people in this world, some get into car accidents, some get cancer, some encounter disasters, etc., and some people meet Naya. The captain never thought that he would meet Naya. In his impression, this monster should be in the third district and should have been wiped out by the FACA headquarters.

"Are you still living in the previous version of information?" A girl's voice came from above. She smiled and said, "You are out of date."

Everyone was stunned. Even though they were still shrouded in fear, the girl looked so charming. The tentacles surrounding her body were frightening, yet also admirable, like a blood flower waiting to bloom.

They were all affected by Naya's blood-red gaze, their eyes became dull, their minds became numb, and they gradually sank into it.

"Naya is so beautiful..." someone whispered, "It would be worth it to be eaten by her in this life."

The captain struggled to break free from the beautiful appearance and the violent heart, his whole face was distorted beyond recognition.

"Do you still want to live?" He roared and kicked each of his companions.

"damn it!"

The captain swung the chains on the lift platform with the Devouring Weapon. This was a crazy act, but he still did it. Naya did not stop him, but let the tentacles entangled in it loosen, and watched the lift platform fall completely out of control.

Naya really enjoys the game of hunting. What makes a hunter happy is often not the result, but the thrill of the hunt in between.

Chapter 70 Stealth: Blood Red (XII)

He was still running, abandoning all his companions just to fight for a chance of survival.

How could such a monster live in this world safely? She hunted wildly and ragingly, her companions were stained with blood, and they desperately stretched out their powerless hands to the fleeing captain.

As a senior hunter from the bounty forum, Moskey never thought that he would be in such an embarrassing situation.

The employer actively found him through the forum, but as a proud senior hunter who had never failed, Moski looked down on the other party's commission. He was not short of money at all, and he didn't care. Compared with the results brought by completing the bounty mission, he was more keen to enjoy the process.

But all this was quickly reversed and he became the prey in the massacre.

Moski was running for his life, the sight was pitch black, but how could running away save him from death?

The only way is... to kill the Grim Reaper!

Thinking of this, Moski slapped his head with a wry smile. He felt that he was really confused. How could he have such absurd ideas?

The black and red giant worm kept chasing after them, and its huge and fat body got stuck at the corners several times. This kilometer-long escape passage obviously did not take it into consideration when it was built, and the worm was so angry that it screamed repeatedly to vent its dissatisfaction.

"I hope it doesn't dig the designer out of the dirt and whip him." Mosky could only tell some jokes to calm down while running.

He could still recall Naya's strange gaze, as if he was inexplicably shrouded in blood-red, his sanity collapsed and disintegrated, and he imagined that his body was gradually blending into the blood-red and becoming a part of it. Not only his body, but even his thoughts seemed to be pulled by some kind of gravity.

The damn fat worm behind me was still screaming. It was getting closer and closer, and the tentacles covering its body were disgusting.

"Abyss... Abyss..."

The screaming sound of the worm gradually took shape from chaotic shrill words, and countless overlapping languages ​​echoed in his ears. This was the limit of the language system that Moski knew and understood. Federal Mandarin, Russian, English, Neon language... These sounds were repeated and mixed, and finally converged into two words that exploded in his mind.

abyss--

An ominous premonition exploded in his heart, and Moskey turned around suddenly, and a hideous and terrifying flower-shaped mouth was right in front of him.

The worm that kept screaming in the abyss caught up with him, and its huge body completely blocked the passage. Long and thin tentacles emerged from the left and right sides of its body, trying to swallow him up.

Moskey subconsciously reached for his waist, but the only gun he had left was thrown to his companion who was lying on the ground and unable to escape.

He stepped back and sat on the ground to avoid the attack of the tentacles, then rolled and crawled away. When he turned around again, he saw that the worm was stuck again.

"What a shame." Naya's speechless voice came from the other side of the worm.

The worm cried in grievance, but it couldn't break free no matter how hard it tried to move. It was stuck in the passage too tightly, leaving no gap at all.

Moski breathed a sigh of relief and fled from this damn place without any regrets. He was extremely grateful to the fat worm. He thought that if he followed Naya, he would not have to starve for nine meals in three days. It was also thanks to Naya's trust in the worm that he might not have thought of this situation.

ten minutes later……

In the temporary safe house halfway through the escape passage, Moski used brute force to break the iron door shackles, and the smell of incense filled the air.

The safe house was very small, with iron doors at the front and back, connecting the entire escape route. It was pitch black inside with faint flickering fire spots.

The fire was lit by two burning incense sticks, which were only one-fifth of the way through. It was obvious that someone had been here not long ago.

The so-called safe house was not fully built at all. In fact, the escape passage was just enclosed by an iron wall for three meters in the middle. The passage passed through the middle. The incomplete facilities were useless. Even the incense pot was mottled, revealing a silver-gray color.

Someone had been here five minutes ago, which was not a good thing. His team of bounty hunters had no backup.

Moski suddenly thought that if his mission was to kill everyone in this factory, did it mean that there was a hidden secret? This action was not a revenge operation, but rather it seemed like a big shot wanted to kill people to silence them and destroy the evidence of the underground industry.

Then shouldn't the bounty hunters who act as white gloves for the big shots also be silenced?

Mosky carefully walked through the layers of safe houses, each of which was two meters apart, until a mining lamp on the ground illuminated his eyes.

He arrived at the last safe house and saw a figure standing at the door, as if waiting for someone.

Hearing the noise, the man slowly turned around. He had a shaggy beard and a long sword in his hand, dripping with blood.

When the golden lion king in front of him raised his head and looked at him with his green and hostile eyes, Moskey had already taken the first action.

As an experienced person, he did not hesitate to treat the opponent as an intercepting enemy and launched the devouring weapon.

Treat any enemy except perverted monsters like Naya as aliens. As long as they are not super aliens, they can always be killed.

The bearded man didn't react much, but looked at his clothes thoughtfully, his eyes changing from calm to sarcastic.

"It looks like you executioners are in trouble."

The opponent took the lead in opening the ** flow, but did not launch an attack.

Mosky's eyes were hesitant and uncertain. Being able to communicate did not mean goodwill, and there was no way to guarantee whether this was a conspiracy.

The third rule of bounty hunting is that you cannot trust anyone, including other fellow hunters.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, the bearded man smiled calmly.

"It looks like you're the only one who survived. That monster must be pretty tough, right?"

"Who are you?" Moski frowned.

"A... loser with an unhappy life, a poor creature who was shrouded in the shadow behind you before you were."

Moski cursed in his heart, thinking that if you are here to show off, there is no need to do so. The monster behind is about to catch up, why don’t you get the hell out of the way!

"If you are here to discuss literature with me, I hope you can make room for me. The guy behind me is more interested in literature." Moski stared at the man's sword-holding hand, guarding against any sneak attack from the other party.

Naya has worms as companions, and the man in front of her might also be her subordinate.

"What? Are you afraid of the sword in my hand?" The bearded man looked down, then raised his head and shrugged.

"Then go away. I'm not here to see you."

"I don't want to fight with you, alien." Moski gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Don't believe me?" The bearded man said helplessly, "You are the one who is running away, but you are worried about whether I will attack you by surprise. There is nothing I can do."

"I do have a solution, I wonder if you are interested." Moski's eyes were murderous, "You can cut off both hands, since you are a mutant, you can grow them back."

"Oh, that sounds like a good idea." The bearded man smiled.

"Similarly, I will throw this Devouring Weapon on the ground. I am no longer worth worrying about since I have lost my means." Moski still held the hilt tightly.

"I always feel like something is wrong. It's all because the noise in my ears is too annoying. It prevents me from concentrating on thinking." The bearded man was very distressed.

"The sound in my ear?" Moski looked around, but he didn't hear anything. The worm's mumbling was far behind him.

“You can’t hear it. It’s just a bunch of ghosts shouting Shoggoth, Shoggoth and so on. Among these ghosts there is a friend of mine named Milo. He was my savior, but he died suddenly.” The bearded man closed his eyes and patted his chest in pain.

He slowly raised his eyes under Moski's shocked gaze, his pupils flashing purple.

"My friend, you shouldn't have seen me. Everyone in this place must die."

Behind the bearded man, there were corpses all over the ground.

They were all people who wanted to use the escape passage to survive. Moskey was not the first to come here, but he was the most desperate.

But then, the bearded man did something he didn't expect. He stretched out his hand and made an invitation with a smile.

"Besides Qi Er, there is no one else but you."

Moski was stunned for a moment, then walked over as if possessed. He was deeply attracted by the gaze that was similar to Naya's and couldn't extricate himself.

The mining lamp went out, and traces of blood flowed in the darkness.

……

Anya caught up on a miniature version of the worm and violently dismantled the so-called safe house.

The madness in her eyes subsided, the amusement faded, and was gradually replaced by anger.

There was a broken body on the ground, it was extremely horrifying, the head with empty eyes was hanging above, dripping with fresh blood.

The prey that satisfied her desire was taken away by someone else.

Just before Anya was about to blame the worm, the worm complained first.

You've let it go. Who told you to waste ten minutes on purpose like an annoyed person, thinking you were playing hide-and-seek?

Chapter 71 Stealth Blood Red (Thirteen) ⑥

Anya looked unhappy. It was the first time that a worm had openly mocked her.

The worm seemed like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. It was sure that its master would not do anything to it. It slowly squirmed its body out of the passage and then got stuck again.

The girl frowned, trying to suppress her smile and make herself look as majestic as possible. However, she still recovered the worm and released it. After landing steadily, she split the second tentacle, which condensed into the shape of a large octopus.

It swallowed up everything of Deiagus, including not only its "territory" but also its offspring.

Compared to the worm, the gray-white giant octopus seemed much more obedient, knowing how to restrain its emotions and not screaming at its owner at will. Offense and disrespect were not reflected in it. Its gray-white tentacles crawled along the ground and soon disappeared into the darkness. ⑶

Anya admired the dismembered body alone. The body was hollowed out and only the shell remained. The killer seemed to have come for the organs, leaving nothing behind.

She guessed the other party's possible identity. The probability that he was from the second batch of liquidators of the Tananiya family was too small. Otherwise, he would not leave after killing the man, but would choose to continue to search for the target in depth. The other party's actions were silent, and even she could hardly detect them. ⒏

Naya's dreamland could not be covered, and was blocked by another residual breath.

Anya looked for the source of the smell and moved her eyes to the two burning incense sticks on the table.

After removing the incense sticks, at the bottom of the metal basin was a golden hair.

Anya realized something and loosened her hand, watching the hair fall to the ground. The hair expanded several times and took root and sprouted like a seed.

A strange purple plant appeared in front of him, like a small willow tree, bearing fruits smaller than plums.

She reached out her hand and gently touched the fruits with her fingertips.

A cold wave hit, and Anya waved her hand with a cold look, knocking all the fruits to the ground.

Every fruit has eyes.

They seemed alive, and kept saying, "Shoggoth... Sally..."

"Shoggoth?" Anya asked her phagocytes.

"Instinctive disgust? Don't you remember? What's the use of you... Sally... I remember this name. Mr. Hilbert's club also has this name. He has a sister. Is it a coincidence? Forget it. We should try to investigate it anyway."