Alien Executioner

An Ran vaguely felt that some delicate relationship was about to be broken.

If it's a tragedy...

She thought of the monster in the wall, the one that kept wriggling in the damp corner. It was the only monster she had ever encountered.

After thinking for a while, he said the name:

"Bagshas?"

The man was suddenly stunned, and his astonishment turned into fear. His bloated and terrifying body trembled, and he kept struggling and screaming:

"You can't say that name! You can't... you can't!"

The sudden reaction confirmed An Ran's thoughts, but she did not expect the man to react so strongly after hearing the name.

His face twisted again, that one name producing a strange reaction.

An Ran signaled to Scorpion to let go. The man fell into the water with a splash. He controlled his trembling body, turned over and got up, looking around.

He tried to move his body closer to the middle and tried to lower his voice:

“Never…never say that name, or it will come. Every time it comes, it requires a sacrifice.”

"Sacrifice?"

Speaking out Shang's real name will cause him to descend, which sounds a bit like the setting of an evil god.

As someone who had seen the monster called Wall Bagshas, ​​An Ran realized that this would be the closest step for him to understand Shang.

She motioned for the man to continue.

"Yes... If we rashly say its name, it will come, but it will eat us all."

An Ran looked at him deeply, and a new tentacle emerged from his back and wrapped around his fearful face.

Forcing him to look at her, she slowly read out the so-called real name of the monster in the wall:

"Bagas, get out here!"

The red world fell into deathly silence. The sound of sewage flowing in the sewers disappeared, and the sound of drainage in the distance also stopped.

An Ran spread out eight tentacles and looked at the man vigilantly.

Time paused for half a second.

The man suddenly twitched all over and stood up abruptly, looking at An Ran with fear. He wanted to speak, but let out a low whimper.

His eyes were empty as if he had lost his soul, and his body began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She noticed the black and red gelatinous substances coming out from behind the wall, moving like a group of snails, accompanied by giggling sounds.

The wall monster responded to the name and extended its tiny tentacles, which reached out to the man and dragged him into a corner.

The next second the man stood up again. He roared and struggled. Claws grew back on his right hand and he kept cutting off the tentacles.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" He roared with a ferocious face.

He deceived An Ran and the monster on the wall, and stumbled towards the outside. He didn't want to be eaten by the monster.

The severed tentacles became more and more numerous, growing at double the rate. They mocked the man's dying struggle and pounced on him again and again.

"Get out!" The man twisted his entangled feet and ran out dragging his mutilated body.

Soon he went crazy. These tentacles were not as soft as they looked. On the contrary, they were hard enough to pierce alloy steel plates.

The sharp tentacles pierced his body with scars, and one tentacle pierced directly into his heart, eating away the Devouring Sorrow.

An Ran played the role of a qualified audience throughout the whole process, saying nothing from beginning to end.

The tentacles dragged the corpse into the wall, making a terrifying sound of bones being crushed, which lasted for more than a minute.

An Ran tilted her head.

After having its fill, the wall monster quickly shrank back, making a slightly smug sound.

She was prepared for this. Eight tentacles lurking in the water rushed out, wrapped around part of the blood clot and pulled it out, but failed.

He glanced at the blood and flesh on his tentacles.

"Really... it hurts so much, haha... long time no see, little girl..." A monster named Bagshas appeared.

It was still the distorted voice that struck her heart, and she struggled to understand the words.

The controlling tentacle stabbed forward without hesitation, but missed.

"This...is not good." Bagshas sneered.

"Fuck you, I don't understand what you are saying." An Ran walked in front of it, stretched out her slender hand and grabbed it.

Bagshas's body was a little like jelly, as if it was embedded in the wall and could not be pulled out.

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much!" The tentacles of the wall monster twisted wildly, constantly slapping the hand that offended it.

Letting go of his hand, An Ran took a step back.

"Your real name is Bagsass?"

"Shang's real name cannot be called out casually." Its voice suddenly became deep, with a huge difference.

An Ran recalled the feeling just now. She had been hinting at her definition of her own identity and felt that she was more or less related to Shang.

"Will saying the names of the 6th Phosphorus 陣II③ Sizzle Ba Ba⑷ really make them come?"

"Who knows?" Bagshas finally spoke normally. He was frightened by the Nine Yin White Bone Claw just now.

"That's weird. How did you show up?"

"Hehe... stop pinching me. It was obviously you who called me out." The monster on the wall was about to sneer when he saw a hand reaching out to him.

"What does this have to do with me?" An Ran wondered.

"I'm also confused. I was sleeping soundly in the abyss and then I heard your voice." Bagshas complained.

"An irresistible force brought me out. I was hungry, and I saw a half-dead person."

"You, an evil god, can also talk about irresistible force?" An Ran was shocked.

"Where are the evil gods in this world? Putting aside the facts, don't you think we should talk more about science in this era?" Bagshas said.

"Then you still talk about irresistible force."

Bagshas said without hesitation: "Actually, I am quite an idealist..."

An Ran fell silent, and the eight tentacles that had spread out and had independent consciousness also fell silent.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Bagshas's current speaking style was a bit like her out-of-touch father.

She turned her head slightly, so that the bright smile of her father in her mind disappeared, and thought about a question at the same time.

Does Shang also talk about science?

He gently stroked the tentacle, then reached into its mouth and pulled out his phone.

"Do you Shang also talk about idealism?"

"Yes... Then what do you think is the meaning of your existence?" Bagshas twisted his tentacles and a white light flashed.

An Ran took three photos of the monster on the wall, then raised his head and chuckled:

"I don't know. Anyway, someone will think about the answer for me. Bagshas, ​​can we talk about it now?"

The wall monster was silent for a while, and its twisting tentacles stopped.

"What to talk about?"

"For example, why did a father and son become freaks and the so-called abyss? I think... the taste of death is very good, at least I haven't tasted it."

She tried her best to keep smiling to calm her restless heart.

Chapter 72 Illusion

Those scarlet eyes always showed a hint of grayness, like a layer of hazy rain fog, so turbid that people could not see clearly.

At one point, An Ran did have the urge to eat Bagshas, ​​and the phagocytes agreed with this idea very much and were waiting eagerly.

But she couldn't bear the consequences, even if the other party was willing to let her eat him.

At least he is not an ordinary alien species. Even so, apart from the coming of King Shang, there has been no example of someone swallowing Shang.

"How did that father and son become freaks? I don't believe that there are any mysterious evil god rituals in this world." An Ran raised his voice.

"who?"(

"Don't play dumb. A father and son in Butterfly Restaurant turned into monsters. What happened?"

"It's not that I can't tell you." Bagshas's voice became low and dull. It seemed to have many voice lines, but without exception, they were all mixed with tremolo.)

"If you respect me as a person who is in danger... I don't expect you to be afraid of me, but please follow my rules."

"From the first time we met until now, I didn't know what your rules were." An Ran tactfully said that this was the other party's oversight.

As a ghost, Bagshas did not show its terrifying side, nor was it as mysterious as the evil god in the legend.

It was as if the other person was actually a middle-aged man, at least judging from his tone and behavior.

"If you want to make a deal with me, you must offer a sacrifice. The content of the deal is not limited, just like the question you just asked."

"Do you really think you are an evil god?" An Ran frowned.

"I can't help it. It's not easy to make money these days. Going out to look for food will attract attention and cause chaos. I have no choice but to expand the business of the evil god."

"As a Shang, you are actually afraid of this."

"It's just not necessary."

"I have already given you the sacrifice. If I am not mistaken, he should be the one you killed." An Ran was referring to the faceless man.

If Bagshas was still concerned about the so-called sacrifice, she wouldn't mind pulling it off the wall, stepping on it a few times, and then leaving.

The monster on the wall understood the emotions on An Ran's face. Even though she looked lukewarm, its tentacles were gradually moving closer.

They are like lurking hunters, preparing for another round of attack.

"Just a confused kid." Bagshas chuckled.

An Ran resisted the urge to grab it:

"Speak frankly, I'm in a hurry."

I glanced at the time on my phone and it showed it was already 1:30 in the afternoon.

"As Shang, I can certainly turn ordinary humans into monsters. This is not difficult for me. The father and son owed a lot of debts and borrowed 10 million from the White Bird Exchange. When they were unable to repay, they came to me with nowhere else to go."

The cluster of flesh balls representing Bagshas kept opening and closing, making a uniform dull sound that became more and more terrifying the more you watched.

An Ran nodded. As a member of the An family, he knew the origins of the White Bird Exchange. Those who borrowed money from it and did not pay it back would not have a good ending.

Proving that Shang has the ability to turn humans into monsters, she asked another question:

"What is the Abyss?"

"A sacrifice can only answer a question once. This is my bottom line." It refused without hesitation.

"As long as it's meat, it'll be fine." She blinked and looked at the Scorpion, who had a very low presence and was standing beside her like a bodyguard.

The meaning is self-evident. She wants to use her split tentacles as sacrifices, and this move seems to be very generous.

At that time, An Ran didn't know whether his phagocytes tasted good or not. If they were poisonous, he hoped they were extremely poisonous and could poison Shang to death.

Bagshas fell silent, and the entire wall monster fell into a deathly silence.

"What's wrong?" An Ran was puzzled.

"As long as you don't let me eat your tentacles, I will never talk about sacrifice again." Bagshas's voice trembled.

She was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Shang to be so afraid of her tentacles.

It was like an inexplicable awe, and all the phagocytes in its body actually let out sharp screams, mocking its incompetence and cowardice.

An Ran touched his tentacles and signaled the scorpion to return to its original form. The huge worm rolled and twisted in the sewage.

The splashing water poured all over her body.

"Then let's talk about the abyss. This term suddenly popped up. I don't think it's the prison in Shanshu City." An Ran wiped his hair.

She glared at the worm playing in the water and watched it swim away into the distance.

I have done another good deed and released a big, fat and cute insect. Now I want to accumulate merits for three lifetimes, and everyone will praise me when I tell others about it.