Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

I just hope the doctor and the others don’t run around.

.........

......

"Hey, Richard, what on earth did the boss say he wanted us to come over for?"

A gang member patted Richard, who was wearing a bandage, with some confusion.

He was the one who just notified everyone to come to the underground garage.

The boss said he had something important to announce.

However, the man called Richard was dazed for a moment, and then something seemed to flash in his pupils.

In an instant, he shuddered all over.

He turned around and said as if waking up from a dream.

"Ah? What? When did I ever say something like that... Wait, where is this place?"

"Boss, they are just ahead."

However, before Richard could react, another group of people came up to them, surrounding a middle-aged man in a well-dressed black suit.

"Oh? Everyone is here."

The man raised an eyebrow, then looked at Richard, then at the gang members behind him.

"Charles said that the people in your second group had something to say to me, so I came to take a look. Ha, it looks like everyone is here."

The man waved his hand, signaling the members following behind him not to act rashly for the time being.

"Ah? No, no, Boss, it was Richard who told us that you had something important to announce, so we followed along!"

Sensing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, several members quickly echoed it.

"....What, Richard? Charles? What do you two want?"

The gang leader's face changed, as if he realized something was wrong, and then he signaled his men to take out the man called Charles.

Richard was naturally pushed to the center by the members behind him.

He stepped forward, looking around in confusion, while also looking at Charles who was pushed in front of him.

The two looked at each other and found that the expressions on each other's faces were as confused and bewildered as their own.

"No...it's not me, Boss. I don't know what happened. This...I don't remember saying those words."

Richard quickly reacted to the situation and then dropped to the leader's feet to explain.

However, the latter only gave him a suspicious look.

"Boss...something is wrong. Almost all members are gathered in this garage...I just called the front desk and she said there is nothing unusual near the hotel..."

"I know......"

The gang leader realized from the very beginning that there was something extremely wrong with the environment around him.

Originally, he thought that the previous attack on the Glasgow Gang had aroused dissatisfaction and resistance among his men, so they listened to Charles and went down to the basement.

However, the situation before him was obviously different from what he expected.

"Charles, Richard, you should all know the rules... If you do this, the brothers will have so much time and energy to fool around with you and waste it."

His words gradually became colder, and then he raised his hand.

"Just follow the rules."

As soon as the words fell, two strong men stepped forward and pinned Charles and Richard to the ground.

"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, just go and do your own things."

After the leader finished speaking, he lit a cigarette and prepared to leave.

From the very beginning, this damn place gave him a strong sense of uneasiness.

“Boss! The door, the door can’t be opened!!!”

"really...."

At this moment, the younger brother had already walked to the gate and pushed it with some effort, but the gate seemed to be welded shut, without any movement at all.

"Ahhh, Boss, this is really none of my business!"

At the same time, the wailing of Charles and Richard could be heard from behind.

"...Where's the elevator?"

Ignoring the wailing behind him, the leader turned around and motioned for his men to go check the elevator door.

"The elevator... the elevator buttons are scratched and broken."

"Did you catch it?!"

The leader looked at his men beside him in surprise, then stepped forward to check it out himself.

Soon, three shocking tear marks on the elevator button operating panel appeared in front of him.

"How can it be...."

He stretched out his hand and touched the tear that appeared out of nowhere on the alloy operating panel.

The elevator cost a lot of money... Even if it caused this level of damage, there is no way there would be no sound at all! ?

"Boss... this wound looks like the claw marks of some wild animal."

"What beast can tear through alloy silently with only three claws?"

"It seems more like someone is..."

Before he finished speaking, the lights in the basement suddenly went out, and darkness shrouded everyone's sight at this moment.

"Emergency lights!!! Immediately!!!"

Almost all the gang members scattered in the basement were forced to learn some emergency knowledge, such as how to open the special escape passage and where the emergency operation buttons are.

At this moment, the darkness did not rage for too long. The gang member closest to the emergency light directly smashed the glass, and the soft light supplied by the emergency power supply quickly lit up, dispelling the darkness around.

"Damn, I knew someone was up to something, Gordon, who else is outside the garage... Contact the one outside... Gordon?"

The leader shouted twice but received no response. He then turned around abruptly and found that his men were also looking around with puzzled expressions.

Gordon, who was just by his side...the man who had just talked to him, a 1.8-meter-tall strong man, disappeared in the crowd.

No one even noticed anything was wrong.

Even the person involved didn't make any sound!

"Something's wrong. Something's wrong. The emergency exit is at—"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Damn, haven't you guys finished dealing with Charles and Richard yet? Hurry up and make those two guys shut up..."

“Ah ... — Boss! Boss, save….save me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

The leader was stunned, and suddenly realized that the screams behind him did not sound like those of Richard and the others... but more like those of the "thugs" he sent out to deal with them.

He turned his head, and then his pupils suddenly widened. The scene in front of him was obviously too horrifying, so much so that the other gang members around him couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

Richard and Charles were seen blending together like clay, with two distorted faces falling to the ground, constantly flowing and merging.

The two thugs made miserable sounds at this moment. They looked at their hands in despair as they "sank" directly into the mass of human flesh clay on the ground, which was still absorbing them continuously.

"Victoria foul language.....what the hell is this!!"

Chapter 71, Flesh and Legion

"Fuck, get out of here!"

Upon seeing this, the leader immediately pulled out a machete about half an arm's length from the waist of his younger brother, stepped forward and swung it twice in succession! !

puff! !

The blade cut through the goons' arms, which were mired in pulp, like a hot knife through butter.

Two cold lights flashed, and the two thugs who were still screaming were kicked aside by him.

only......

The leader looked grimly at the scarlet, mud-like substance still standing in his hand.

His two sword strikes clearly cut off the arms of the two guys who were trapped in it, but the blade did not have the slightest obstruction. This was not the feeling that one should have when chopping off someone's arm.

No matter how sharp the weapon is, it will make a dull sound or a feeling of blockage when it touches the bones.

And he knew this just now, so he swung both knives towards the joints. Only in this way could he cut off the arm in an instant.

But...it's impossible for the elbow joint to feel like this.

It's too soft...and there's no resistance at all on the blade.

This...is unreasonable.

"You guys, stop the bleeding of these two guys first."

There is no time to think about these things anymore. The current situation is too weird.

The man turned his head and looked at the pile of "Charles" and "Richard" on the ground.

At this moment, the bodies of the two had completely merged together, turning into a strange mass of flesh that was constantly squirming. At the same time, Richard and Charles' faces kept opening their mouths, as if they wanted to shout something, but all that came out were intermittent groans.

"...Originium arts? Or is it the legendary witchcraft..."

"No matter which one...Everyone retreat, and then..."

The leader narrowed his eyes, then slowly raised his arm with a ring on it.

Few people know that this gangster boss who is good at using a knife is actually a sorcerer.

This is also one of his trump cards. In order to hide this killer move, the leader even customized the "staff" used for casting spells into the shape of a small ring.

Although it is certainly not as efficient and powerful as those regular staffs, what he wants is the surprise brought by its concealment.

I didn't want to expose myself in front of too many subordinates.

But the strange scene before him made him make the most appropriate judgment in an instant.

This monster obviously cannot be dealt with by simply slashing at it.

Be cautious when you need to be cautious, but don't hesitate when you need to act, otherwise you will end up in desperate failure.

The skill was activated, and the magic unit on the ring emitted a dazzling red light at this moment. Then, a scorching flame was created out of thin air.

Following the man's roar, high temperature and light instantly enveloped the basement. Everyone subconsciously cast curious or shocked glances at their leader, but soon the spell was over.

He gasped as he looked at the strange tumor in front of him which had turned black and seemed to have been carbonized on the surface.

On the dark outer wall, one could even see Richard and Charles' faces, which had turned dark and were frozen with painful expressions.

"...Huh, what are you all standing there for! Those of you who are still standing there, go check if the emergency exit is still usable. If it's not usable, find a few people to break the door open. Something is wrong here!"

"Yes..yes, boss!"

The gang members under his command immediately went to the narrow safety passage on the side and began to check whether they could pass normally.

".....The rest of you, be alert, watch your heads..."

The leader took a deep breath. There was still one threat that had not been resolved.

Gordon disappeared without a reason beside him...

"Tsk, remember to look around——————"

"Boss, the two of them... don't seem to be bleeding at all."

However, his thoughts were interrupted once again as he was about to make a surprised noise to the two thugs who were dealing with the emergency situation, and looked up at his boss.

"Bullshit, how can there be no blood when half of the arm is broken!"

"You are blind..."

the man

Suddenly he felt a little creepy, but still subconsciously wanted to refute. However, when he saw the broken arms of the two men, he was stunned.

It was indeed as they said, with such a smooth and large fracture that one could even directly see the pink bone marrow cut surface inside the bone.