Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The territorial consciousness of teenagers is usually very serious.

Especially for this group of rebellious or homeless gangsters, a chassis that can live in is different for them, and when outsiders step in, it will cause them a sense of shame that their privacy has been violated.

"If you want to make a lot of money today, just shut up for me," Jack said viciously.

"He was the client I was looking for, and he said that he had something to help us. Everyone made a deposit of six kilograms, and there will be extra dividends afterward. Don't you want it?"

"Forehead……"

For a time, the gangsters who were originally high-spirited like a cockfight bowed their heads, and looked at Kesma with a lot of respect.

- Money is indeed a good thing.

"Okay, man, you can talk about things." Jack took out a cheap cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself.

"We are based on honesty and will give you my contact information to ensure smooth contact... If you are still interested, you can also try it after I finish playing. This is a special offer..." He pointed to The girl in the corner, the latter's whimper became heavier.

"Ah."

Kesma ignored it absent-mindedly, and traced the artery of his left wrist with his fingernails.

"I have a question."

"?"

"Human blood accounts for one-thirteenth of a person's proportion. But apart from the parts that are scattered on the ground and cannot be collected, even less can be used..."

The sharp fingernails finally cut through the epidermis of the gray skin, and instead of blood, a deep, jelly-like substance like oil came out.

Kesma let out a long sigh of relief and tore off the scarf in the eyes of everyone who gradually became fearful.

The teeth turned into sharp teeth like sharks, and the normal face was full of virus-like lines. At first glance, it was not something that humans could have, and it looked like a monster.

Compared with Rope, as a stand-in, he has no scruples, letting the surging Cthulhu magic erode himself, and even enjoy it.

"Oh! Hell..."

"what are you!?"

"Jack, what the hell did you bring back?"

"God..."

The human sixth sense is whining frantically. The gangsters are like antelopes being held down by lions, waiting to be eaten, hysterically trying to find something to maintain their sense of security.For a time, the whole house was chaotic, and the gangsters each took out their weapons.

Iron bars, knives, knives, chains—

But these Kesma didn't even look at them, and continued to talk to themselves.

"The body must be kept intact and used during the festival. Then you can tell me... There are a total of six people present, when I kill the first few, can your fresh blood make my dead body full of vitality? When you kill the first few people, can your sanity completely collapse? I'm curious, tell me..."

His voice was finally no longer indifferent, and trembled with excitement.

The black glue is like the walls of hell, blocking the only way to redemption behind Kesma.

It was part of the body of the evil god Aberhos, an existence that could be devoured by a disobedient god, and was an untouchable taboo for mortals.

"Answer me, let me draw out your blood bit by bit and take a look."

Kesma slowly walked towards the gangsters, just as they did to the poor girl.

His figure gradually twisted and stretched, like an indeterminate mycelium, turning into a weird appearance that humans couldn't understand.

No head, no face, no eyes.The body swelled and became larger, and the texture of the main body was like a pulsating jelly. From a deep red core, countless undulating linear tentacles protruded. At the ends of these linear tentacles, there were large sucker-like mouths.

""Mirror Simulation. Starvampire". "

What comes out of the "mouth" is no longer human language.

- The nightmare has come.

PS: I won’t explain much about this race. For a specific introduction, you can go to the post bar to find information.Interstellar vampires are actually only a low-ranking servant race. They are very weak. They can kill mortals one by one, and the others will not work...

Chapter [-] Summoning, the attracted gods

"Damn it! Monster!"

"God, save me..."

"I'm getting out of here! This place is cursed by the devil! I'm getting out of here!"

The panicked people didn't even count as fighting, it was just one-sided abuse.

The monster incarnated by Kesma, every time the tentacle slams, a person will fly into the air, accompanied by the sound of broken bones and the screams of panic and pain, forming a beautiful note for him.

One of them couldn't bear such a reality, or the Cthulhu creature's crushing of reason, he resolutely installed the black glue of Aberhos.

It was then transformed into the nourishment of the Mother of Monsters.

"Cry, cry, and die! You and I will be one!"

The excited Kesma let out a grotesque and terrifying laughter, the tentacle grabbed the first unlucky one, and the sucker directly bit his artery, sucking the delicious warm blood.

Gulong Gulong——

The scarlet blood was visible to the naked eye, and flowed down his "arms" to the core, causing Kesma's body to turn red. It seems that he is still lingering and refuses to die.

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