Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The aura of slaughter was on the rise, and in this case, Kesma "understood" the race he imagined - the "interstellar vampire".

A terrifying group born only for hunting, the body fluids that creatures depend on for survival is their most delicious food.

"Is it such a happy thing... Is it so worthwhile to indulge... Killing and blood!"

Standing at the very edge of the room, Jack Scott smiled with a broken face.

It was originally just a gathering of friends to have fun, extorting a little money by the way, but unexpectedly provokes the devil in the nightmare.

He couldn't even feel regret, his mind was in chaos, and his reason had long since abandoned him.

"hey-hey……"

Jack kept giggling and sat down slowly.

He raised his head and looked at the bound girl who was still struggling.

"I'm dreaming, right? When I wake up, we can get on with the fun stuff. Are you right baby? Just wake up..."

"Woooo!"

The girl's mouth was gagged, but the sound she made was not in response to Jack.

The rational and crazy Jack, regardless of whether her mouth was gagged or not, grabbed the girl's brown hair with his long arms, and pulled her to him with a grim expression.

"Answer me! Bitch!! It's just a dream, right! It's just a dream!!"

Suddenly, his voice stopped, as if the tape recorder had been pressed to pause.At the same time, the brown-haired girl stopped shaking.

The air was quiet for a while.

The monster with a red body was already standing in front of the two of them.

"Mr. Scott, it's your turn."

He adjusted his vocal cords in a bad way, so that the two humans could understand their own language.The demon said with satisfaction.

"As I said, I will give you preferential treatment. The blood of those people is enough, I will break the bones of the hands and legs. Let you live completely and usher in the festival."

"You are my living sacrifice."

He needs a game to draw out the God of Disobedience, but it takes a lot of time for Kesma alone, which is what he lacks the most as an avatar.

So he decided to ask for help.

Ask for help from an evil and powerful independent race in the universe.

With their help, and with that power to distort reality and space, it's easy to create a large playground.

It just might take quite a few humans to fall victim to the playground.

Jack Scott was the first, but definitely not the last.

"Bastard, bastard!"

Perhaps it was the excessive fear that stimulated Jack's brain and briefly regained his sanity.

Just as a human would grab a thin straw on the edge of a cliff, he placed the girl in front of him, with the butterfly knife on her neck, threatening Kesma viciously.

"Go away from the monster! Are you trying to save this girl!? I know! I know! If you dare to approach me, I will kill her! Now let me go!!!"

"Oh."

Completely unclear.

Kesma didn't even hesitate for a moment, the tentacles turned into sharp swords, and the girl and Jack wore a heart-warming look.

"Hmm!!" The girl's sapphire blue eyes widened, then dimmed.The weight of his entire body rested on Kesma's tentacles.

It looked like he was in a coma from shock.

And because of the severe pain, Jack released the restraint on the girl and fell to the side.

"Bastard bastard bastard bastard..."

He cursed constantly, stretched out his hand to crawl in other directions, and the will to survive took over Jack's body.

"I avoided the key points, and I won't let you succeed in begging for death."

Poor Jack, the last act of self-preservation was regarded as a stupid death request by Kesma.

He retracted his tentacles, and the magic power on his body fluctuated like a haze, and finally reshaped into a human form.

The gray skin that was originally dry and dead has changed a lot. If you ignore Kesma's scarlet eyes, it looks like an ordinary teenager from the outside.

Stepping forward, he mutilated his limbs again in the screams.

carry out.

Kesma nodded with satisfaction, dragging him to death like a dog, and led Jack to line up him and the other friends who had been drained of blood to death.

Chant the ancient incantations recorded in the Lareye Texts.

"The glorious people wandering among the stars, the children of the colorful stars. Come with your plagues and distortions, here are the best sacrifices and a superior environment, no need to control yourself, release your distortions... ...in the name of the rulers, I order you to come down from the starry sky..."

Kesma is like an evil sorcerer, addicted to his own spells and unable to extricate himself.

A moment later, from the void of the house, the door was opened by the surging magic power.