Chapter 46 The deus ex machina that symbolizes the end

Chapter 46 The deus ex machina that symbolizes the end

Regarding the messenger's narration, Muwei was silent for a short time, then raised his paw: "So what, I just want to kill some alien species, and what I want to do most right now is to slap you!"

The messenger unknowingly became calm again and said: "Then it seems you have no chance."

The next moment, red light radiated again.

boom!

After stalling for time with a tongue-in-cheek story, the fugitive's blow came.

The messenger's drone barrier withstood the attack, but Kiao was unable to gain a space for himself to survive because he had distanced himself from the messenger.

Kiao, who had just revived his domineering power, was directly blasted away.

The scene was silent.

Then the messenger walked towards Gotou Mushiko without saying a word.

"Damn, a bunch of trash..." Gotou's trembling limbs tried to support his body, but the pain emanating from all over his body finally made him collapse.

The lower abdomen was damaged, the storage bag leaked, and all the contents spilled out.

Some human skins were scattered on the ground mixed with various instruments.

The messenger came to these utensils and knelt down...

Poof!

The sharp claws pierced the chest of the messenger "Miss" and lifted her up.

The tall figure of the werewolf looked even more muscular under the moonlight. Its huge paws held up a "beauty" who looked very helpless. Blood swayed in the night sky, like a rose blown by the wind.

"How...could..." The messenger opened his eyes wide, and his expression fluctuated so violently for the first time.

But soon, several thoughts flashed through its mind, and in the end all impressions were fixed on the man wearing black clothes with white upper and lower parts.

"He...did...what..."

Kio's fur has severe burn marks, but is recovering.

Large pieces of soft mucus were scattered on the body, which was blown and decomposed by the wind.

…

"Although you said you wanted me to hide on Kio's body so that I could block a shot at the decisive moment, but I think this 'shot' is a bit over the top."

"How is it going?"

"What's going on? I didn't even have time to realize it. The part of Kio's body immediately lost all feeling. It can be said to be instant death. If you hadn't asked me to bring a few clones to cushion it, I really wouldn't have been able to stop it by myself. .”

"Well, you should take a good rest and recover."

"If you have any suitable fragments for me, please just insert them into me. Thank you. Don't let my sacrifice be in vain!"

"Okay, okay."

…

The surrounding fugitives all witnessed this scene, and the tight strings in their hearts finally relaxed at this moment.

"The Night Howler killed the Messenger! Repeat, the Night Howler killed the Messenger!"

"We won! Great!"

"It's just a messenger, nothing more."

"What should we do with this werewolf?"

"If he is obedient, keep him and give him the highest treatment, but if he is disobedient, it will be a pity."

"This is the power of the Ye Howling clan. They can even survive the blow we just dealt. If possible, I really want to study it carefully."

"Do you think we have done a lot of research on the Night Howler clan, but we haven't gained much yet, so save it."

"By the way, where is the human reporter?"

"He was standing there on the Grand Plaza in Central Park for a long time."

"Now we can bring him here. I'm very curious about where he, a human being, got such magical power. Did he pick up some missing technology?"

The fugitive aliens have already begun to discuss follow-up preparations.

How much benefit can they get from the technology brought by the messenger, how much technology can be reproduced, and does this victory mark that they can continue on their current policy, that they can gradually re-develop without the enemy's knowledge, and then get everything back.

Even if everything is just a short-term dream after this victory, they seem to finally have the confidence to do this dream... right?

Outside the earth's atmosphere, accompanied by a strange distortion of the picture, a huge space ship appeared.

In the cabin, the yellow octopus-headed alien has locked onto this tiny planet.

The spacecraft emits a white light, directly illuminating the dark night in this area of ​​the earth, making it bright.

The escapees had just begun to dream, but they were awakened before they could taste the sweetness of the dream.

"Fleet ship!"

"Impossible! The messenger should have already...!"

"It's over! We're done!"

…

Kiao dropped the messenger to the ground and looked at the surrounding light.

The moonlight was blocked, and he felt that he had recovered from his previous excitement and became a little tired.

However, he still stared at an inconspicuous metal rod in the messenger's hand: "Could this be..."

"I don't know why...but I still got it..." The messenger looked at the light illuminated by the sky and used Goto's face to make a pilgrim-like expression.

When it was pierced by the wooden tail hole, it was only a short distance away from the transmitter.

And at any moment when it is lifted, it always hopes that this is its own skin, because in this way, its tentacles will have enough distance to touch the transmitter.

It was extremely desperate, but at this moment, the silver-gray slime raised the transmitter pointed by its finger and lifted it into its hand.

Mucus?

Why should slime help me?

The messenger who was lifted up and fell to the ground was unable to think about this. His last will drove his body to activate the transmitter.

The coordinates were conveyed, and the fleet... arrived.

The messenger closed his eyes and died in a foreign country, but it was as if his soul had returned to his homeland.

Its mission accomplished...

finished……

Finish……

…

"Well done!"

Wan Yi on the roof clicked the shutter and said happily.

…

In the large square of Central Park, Wan Yi stood in the center of the square, not looking up to the sky.

He didn't invite the deus ex machina at the end of the play just to pay homage.

"statistics."

"About a hundred living creatures remain inside the building."

"In the southeast corner of the building, there are more than thirty living creatures."

"There are more than 300 living creatures at the main entrance of the building."

"On the west side of the street, there are more than 70 living creatures."

…

Voices reported in my mind one by one.

One by one, Wan Yi squatted in every corner of this area, recording what he saw and reporting it at this moment.

"Final statistics show that the total biological conservation within the planning scope is over 500, which is in line with expectations. Can we start?"

"Start." Wan Yi thought.

When the initial words fell, several clones took out various utensils at the same time, or used fruit knives to playfully commit seppuku, or artistically punctured arteries to bleed, or simply wiped the neck neatly, Some even crashed crazily into the wall next to them and bruised their heads, while others jumped from a tall building amidst cheers and took an unsynchronized leap of faith.

…

First, the ceremony does not have strict geographical requirements, but it is best to be in a flat and low-lying area with a high ground that is prominent compared to the surrounding area. Artificial structures can also meet this requirement.

Secondly, the activation of this ritual requires more than ten lives. On the basis of ten, the more the number is increased, the higher the probability of success. The more painful the death, the more stable the ritual.

Third, the ritual requires five hundred living and intelligent beings, which are real sacrifices, and the activation conditions of Article 2 are not included in this number. The sacrifice requires no action, no consent, no response, no willingness, it just needs to be within the scope of the ritual.

Fourth, during the ceremony, the leader needs to pray devoutly, and those who are sincere often receive generous gifts. The favored person can omit this step, but failing to convey the appeal through prayer can easily lead to unwarranted anger.

Fifth, perform a gaze salute to witness the arrival of the "big devil".

…

“Greedy and generous…violent and peaceful.

“The sky is poor, the earth is extremely

"The eyes can see everything, the wings can cover the sky

"Supreme Demon Lord, please come."

Wan Yi prayed in a tone without passion or fluctuation.

As the words were revealed, the blood of several Wan Yi who had committed suicide evacuated to the ground flexibly, drawing lines on the road.

The area he walked through was exactly the road Wan Yi had taken before driving around.

The vast ceremony enveloped the area without anyone noticing.

Then a burst of blood instantly dyed the white light projected by the spacecraft red, but then quickly faded.

It wasn't until this moment that Wan Yi, who had finished speaking, raised his head and looked at the sky above the broken department store in front of him.

"It's not that high after being bombed a few times. Just make do with it." He whispered.

…

"What's the fuss about in the middle of the night? It's still so bright, are you looking for trouble?" In a hotel, there was blood that had not yet dried on the carpet. After having fun, a bug dressed up as a hot girl and faced He said unhappily while looking out the window.

Suddenly, blood flashed in front of his eyes.

It felt its body go limp and fell to its knees.

"Huh? What's wrong...why do I feel...unconscious..." Dark purple particles continued to float out of her mouth and nose, and the hot girl's skin deflated, and the bugs inside were missing.

A ball of mucus was preparing to prey on a drunken woman in front of it in the darkness. It was ready to pounce, but after a flash of blood, it turned into a ball of dark purple particles and floated away.

The drunk woman happened to walk out of the invisible blood line. She felt a gust of wind blowing behind her and scratched her hair: "Why does it feel a little cold... strange..."

Scenes like this continue to happen in various places after Blood.

Especially those fugitive aliens who gathered.

"What's wrong……"

"My hand! I can't feel my hand! It's disappearing!"

"Me too! Me...me!"

"Is this a fleet attack? Impossible! What kind of technology is this... don't...!"

Amid the exclamations, dark purple particles gathered in the sky above the department store.

Kiao looked up at the sky, the hair all over his body exploded, feeling that something bad was about to come out.

"Hey! What's going on! My body is disappearing! Hey! Werewolf! Do you know what's going on? Don't! This can't be death! I don't want it!"

Kiao turned around and saw that the back half of Goto Worm's body had disappeared, and the remaining upper body and even the head were disappearing. The mouthparts neighed and let out a delicate and unwilling girl's cry.

It has been pretending for a lifetime, and perhaps only at this moment, there is so much sincerity in its cries.

But to no avail.

A "black hole" appeared in the sky.

…

"What is that?" The octopus-headed aliens on the spacecraft also noticed what happened below, and one of them seemed to be in a high position asked.

"No... don't know."

"Don't know?" His tone was somewhat dissatisfied.

"This is counterintuitive. We can see it, but other than vision and instruments that capture that image, no other equipment can detect any trace!"

"Wait a minute, that thing moved!"

The outline of the "black hole" changes, from coiling to stretching like a snake, turning into a long and tapering object, like the tail of a creature.

But this tail continued to expand during the change process, becoming even larger.

Gulu...

Amid the black fluctuations, in the darkness on the surface of the tail, blood-colored eyeballs of different sizes and irregular distribution opened. The round and turbid pupils turned aimlessly and looked around.

The alien spacecraft is under high security.

"The target begins to break through the planet's atmosphere! It is accelerating! Its speed is..."

"Don't talk about speed, you can see it when you look out the window!"

The aliens raised their heads after hearing the words, and were shocked to find that what they said was true. The long black object was escaping in the air like a snake, and at this time it had actually arrived in front of the spacecraft.

His blood-red eyes looked at the things in front of him curiously.

The spaceship, which is as big as the moon, looks like a toy ready for children to play with in front of this extended tail.

"God..." Someone subconsciously uttered a word in fear.

"Attack!" The alien commander roared the order.

And this became the last sound on the ship.