"Just now."
Marley Perrault could not move.
"what happened?"
Time began to flow again. The sun belonging to the 40th District left Chenguang County. The darkness was like a sea tide, rushing from the cavity dome to the streets, tearing at the promenade vaults of the tree-lined roads. It gradually removed all the clear and clear stones. The flowers and plants were swallowed roughly, and hot ripples floated in the hot morning mist of summer.
Marley's throat made involuntary swallowing movements, and Marley could feel his heart beating wildly. After the blood pumping accelerated, the distal limbs began to heat up, and his fingers and toes seemed to become stronger.
But where did Yukiko go?
What's going on with this palm?
Why did it get dark all of a sudden?
Time flies so fast
The brain hadn't fully woken up yet, and it couldn't keep up with such a violent change. The moment he was eroded by the elixir, Marley Perrault had slowly transformed from a human into a blood-giving monster.
The whole process actually took fifty-six minutes. During these fifty-six minutes, Yukiko became his food——
——The demon infant born from the womb of ghosts regarded her as an excellent element, chewed her up, ate it up, and swallowed it into her belly. She even left her hair and clothes, including the blood on the chair, and ate it. Gotta be clean.
Only a severed palm remained in the hand of Marley Perrault. It seemed that at the moment when he lost consciousness, he wanted to hold this girl's hand. Just this simple thought made him feel inexplicably relieved.
But at this moment, Marley still couldn't find the correct answer. He was in a daze, staring at the book in a daze.
The lunch box fell next to the grass in the dark corridor. The streetlights made the tomatoes glow with a layer of greasy light, melting into the soil together with the sauce.
When he let go of his hand, the amygdala in his skull finally began to work, began to convey strange and terrifying emotions, and began to drive the physical senses together to express feelings of surprise and anger.
"What is this!"
Marley Perrault's expression was distorted, and there was a layer of white sweat on his face. The moment his blood pressure surged, the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes——
——He shook this broken palm, trying to loosen this "unknown" hand.
Marley Perrault's face was pale, his shoulders were rising and falling with violent breathing, and his chest was bulging to a great extent, as if his entire body had been transformed and renovated, and his lung capacity and metabolism were far beyond those of ordinary people.
He hadn't realized this yet, just looking at the severed hand, his brain was running at high speed——
——Where did Yukiko go?
--Why? Did I pass out?
——The sun is gone? Gone in the blink of an eye?
——Is it a spiritual disaster?
Could it be Yukiko's hand?
Too bad, too bad!
Oh no! This is bad!
Marley Perrault took three steps and then two, quickly stepped forward and retrieved the severed hand.
He carefully identified the characteristics of the severed limb, observed the details of the fingers and palm prints, and saw the blood-stained steel buckle, and was finally convinced that this was Yukiko's hand.
But what about her people? Where has she gone?
Kidnapped? Was it that the arm was cut off and then taken away?
Marley looked left and right, peeping into the surrounding darkness. He felt uneasy under the street lights, so he also hid in the darkness. He could hear some low and small words, as if something was following him and wanting to talk to him.
All this made him feel scared and sad, and he was almost mentally broken.
"Yukiko Yukiko. Yukiko. This is terrible. Something bad is going to happen."
Marley's eyes were fixed on the severed limb, but he felt more and more hungry. When he looked at the corpse, he was surprised and shocked in his heart——
"Can't you tell me?"
Marley Perrault thought of many possibilities, such as a powerful psyker attacking them.
There is a scourge hidden in the park, which can hypnotize Homo sapiens, put them into a coma, and then hunt them.
Maybe Yukiko made a joke with him and made a scary dessert to scare him while he was sleeping.
When Marley Perrault noticed the abnormality in his arms, the hand holding the severed limb slowly turned over——
——A pink and bright red sprout suddenly grew in the palm of his hand.
It's like a beautiful scar. The movement of opening and closing your hands makes it completely stretch out and turn into the shape of an eye.
"Could it be that I ate Yukiko?!"
Marley Perrault screamed and howled hoarsely.
"I became a monster? Me"
The scientific and educational materials of Anonymous once introduced many objects similar to the blood-giving symbols of the Mad Butterfly Holy Cult. After the blood-giving ceremony, a wide variety of monsters were born. The most obvious feature of these strange shapes is ectopic organ hyperplasia - and ghosts. The limb grafting ceremony is very similar. Also to supplement the essence, the limbs of the blood-donating monster will grow all kinds of strange organs.
For example, if the hands and feet are ectopically coupled with multiple limbs, in the eyes of the Anonymous, they are considered handsome. If other parts of the body begin to grow eyes, it is a sign that the blood-giving unit has begun to evolve in the direction of butterfly incarnation, which is a very dangerous goal.
Marley Perrault was obsessed with gunsmith courses, and naturally he had also listened to this course introducing blood-giving monsters.
He licked his lips nervously, put down Yukiko's broken palm, and carefully opened the two eyelids in the palm of his left hand. A moist gray-white sphere emerged from it, with no pupils and deep bloodshot eyes.
Marley was so frightened by this scene that he prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the tumor was just an ordinary cyst, even if it was cancerous, it would not matter.
The reality was cruel, and he finally realized that he had become a blood-giving monster.
In just a blink of an eye, he searched for Yukiko's severed palm, but he couldn't find the remains of his friend.
His right arm groped for the clean seat, and he turned his palm over again, feeling a violent shock to his mind——
——The degree of alienation in the palm of the right hand seems to be even more serious. A ferocious gap opened in the M-shaped horizontal stripes of the fleshy palm, and a long, steaming tongue poked out of it.
It made a terrifying crunching sound, and as the cracks in the palm opened and closed, the sharp teeth moved up and down. Marley watched helplessly as Yukiko's severed hand was completely processed into pulp and poured into his arms. , turned into a warm warm current.
"Me me me me."
Marley Perrault burst into tears, fear completely taking over him.
"I ate Yukiko? I, I, I."
At this moment, his worldview collapsed, and everything he was familiar with, including life's stage goals and long-term plans, including the values that he had always longed for, and the ideals he wanted to achieve, were all shattered.
The pain of muscle spasm came from the arm. After a while, the ferocious mouth spat out a ball of twisted and deformed rotten steel. It was Yukiko's belt buckle.
"Anonymous will not let go of my Anonymous. Anonymous will not let me go."
Marley Perrault's tears kept flowing. He looked down at the two fleshy palms and suddenly ran away like crazy. Come to the deeper and darker depths of the forest.
Next to the artificial lake in the western suburbs park, there are still some lights in the night watchman's hut.
Marley squatted beside the dock, began to sob weakly, and began to rethink the meaning of life.
"Anonymous will not let me go. The person I admire most is coming to take my life."
"I am innocent and I am also a victim."
"I don't want to eat human flesh! Damn it!"
Marley's reflection was reflected in the calm water. He looked the same as before, except that his dark red hair became more vivid and his eyes turned blood red. Perhaps a pair of contact lenses could solve the problem.
"No one will believe what a blood-giving monster says."
"How do I explain all this?"
"Did I really eat Yukiko? Is she really dead?"
"Could it be an illusion? Could it be a prank?"
Marley Perrault muttered to himself, huddled beside the dock, and when he felt the cold moisture, he shivered all over——
——He seemed to be able to see the gunsmith, transcend the barriers of time and space, and feel the nameless murderous intention.
"Listen to me and give me a chance, okay! Listen to me and explain, Mr. Gunsmith"
"I'm not your student, but I come to your class every day."
"I also want to be like you. Instead of being executed by you."
"I didn't kill Yukiko, no! No! It's not what you think. No. I didn't eat her, I didn't, I didn't."
Marley Perrault murmured softly.
"I didn't. I didn't. I didn't."
At this moment, the "mouth" from the right arm spoke.
"No, no. No, no, no, no, no, no."
Marley Perrault was stunned. He raised his arms suddenly, as if he was nervous and frightened before a powerful enemy.
Pellelini's soul is attached to this elixir, and with the elixir as a medium, it becomes one with Marley's flesh and blood.
This is a profound and mysterious witchcraft. In this way, the caster can transfer spiritual energy to extremely far places, control other people's minds, influence other people's sanity, and manipulate other people's bodies. Achieving the effect of "spiritual possession" is almost equivalent to giving the power of the soul [Eye Of The Storm·Eye of the Storm] to Marley Pero, and at the same time, he can stay with the parasite to force Lai Lai.
At this moment, [Eye Of The Storm·Eye of the Storm] serves as Pellerini's mouthpiece, talking to Marley about the causes and consequences, and seriously correcting him.
"No, Marley Perrault."
"You are wrong, you ate Yukiko."
Marley didn't reply. He opened his two fleshy palms, his eyes could spit out fire, and his tears no longer meant to flow down.
The eye of the storm continued:
"—How to do it? What will you do?"
"Now you have become a monster that eats human flesh. You have been blessed by the elixir and gained unparalleled power."
"What's with that look? Are you angry with me?"
Malley Perrault roared—
"——Get out of my body! Give Yukiko back to me! Give her back to me! Is this all your fault? You bastard! You beast! You are worse than a pig or a dog. thing!"
Eye of the Storm's tone was unusually calm.
"Marley Perrault, what's with that feeble look on your face?"
"Your heart longs for power, longs for freedom, longs for power."
"I'm observing your thinking. Not long ago, you were yelling at the female companion around you to drive her away from your life, but now you seem to be a different person."
"Have you always been a weak-willed, half-hearted piece of trash?"
"This is interesting. Your ideal life is not like this. You have to be focused, patient, and control your emotions - right? This is what you want."
Marley Perrault stood up and strode towards the forest farm. He cursed viciously at his right arm, gritted his teeth and roared hoarsely.
"You like doing this? Hmm. Okay. That's great."
"Do you think I will admit defeat and listen to your nonsense? Mr. Gunsmith will not let you go. I have to keep my will to fight. I will continue to fight you evil demons. I won't listen to anything you say."
He groaned and was carried away by his anger. He came to the logging pile in the forest farm and picked up the rusty logging ax beside him.
He put his arm on the stake—
"——Now we can have a good talk? You bitch! What the hell are you? If you were a human! Tell me where you are! I'll come and kill you right now!"
"If you are just a parasite and a derivative of the Vita Brand, then I have to say goodbye to you! Go back to hell!"
Eye of the Storm: "Are you serious? Marley Perrault."
Marley raised his axe: "You had three chances to say something, but one has been used up now."
Eye of the Storm: "I can give you a lot of things, to be honest - when you were a Homo sapiens, your elemental composition was like a ball of mud, a defective product that could not stand up to the wall. Talent is for you It's a cloud in the sky. You can only use more time, more concentration, and more efforts than ordinary people to get a little reward - is this really fair? Marley Perrault, is this really fair? ?Why are some people so good because they have equally good fathers and mothers."
The arm holding the ax high suddenly froze, and Marley Perrault's expression changed subtly.
Eye of the Storm: "Is this the second sentence or the third sentence? I know I said a bit too much, but"
"Counting the second sentence, you have one last chance." Mary Perrault replied.
Eye of the Storm: "My name is Pellelini. I am an immortal. I can give you powerful divine power. To ordinary people, we immortals are gods."
Marley Perrault swung his ax and struck the stake hard.
The ax blade stopped next to his arm, and the long scarlet tongue trembled with the flying wood residue.
Eye of the Storm continued: "It seems that we have reached a consensus for a short time. It seems that we can talk a little more?"
Marley didn't reply. His left arm holding the ax froze and didn't move.
"Go on."
Eye of the Storm continued -
"-Where to begin? Where to continue?"
Marley: “Start with great people and continue with great parents.”
The eye of the storm became excited, thinking that it had captured the location of Marley Perot's death door, which was a very good breakthrough.
"You don't have these things, so the fault is not you, but your parents. I understand you, really, I understand you very much."
"After living in this world for so many years, I have seen many tragedies, and most of them come from families."
"Parents who give birth to murderers are usually criminals. People who can build a career will have happy families."
"Children who have been insulted, beaten, and severely scolded since childhood will either become perverts with weak hearts and deformed minds when they grow up, or they will become arrogant and cowardly scum who are lustful, inner-hearted, and arrogant."
"Let's look at the dragon and the phoenix among people. Which one is not shaped by the genetic configuration of his parents and the beautiful positive environment of childhood and youth? They are proud, brave and full of confidence. Even if they encounter setbacks and current failures, they will change. The courage of fate, their extraordinary vision and outstanding leaders, these things are not so much talent, but rather the environment has shaped them and their parents have shaped them."
"Deep in your mind, there is always this inner demon."
"Your father and mother are just two fakes. They preach to you over and over again a spell that they themselves cannot do, but they ask you to perform this magic. Time and time again, they use common sense to educate you that they have never implemented in their lives. You, for example, want to be a polite person and a noble person, but they themselves don’t know what being noble and polite means.”
"The world is so unfair, Marley Perrault."
"Without me, you would still be that weak and incompetent coward. You want to get equal rewards by doubling your concentration and efforts, but it is far beyond Superman's rest time and training time. These things cannot be exchanged for anything substantial. Variety."
"You know, from the root, you can't compare with those [geniuses]——"
"——Actually, I hate the term [genius]. It seems that any miracle can be explained by genius."
"Can a gunsmith be considered a genius? He is our mortal enemy, like an angel sent by God to strangle us."
"He must also have a very good family environment."
"Otherwise, how could we create such a powerful elemental structure?"
"So from the beginning, Marley Perrault, your goals were wrong and your ideals absurd."
"The blood-granting elixir can make you extraordinary, a powerful being that surpasses ordinary people, crushes psychics of the same level, and can even kill VIPs."
"Perot, Perot."
"You see, the world is so wonderful. Just a second ago, you and I were fighting over a dead woman."
"If you hate this bitch, I'll turn her into food, which can be considered a waste. After all, every sacred life that is given blood needs a mouthful of breast milk when it first comes to the world."
"You can cherish her memory and regard her as a new mother who has the grace to be reborn - but don't be sad, she has become one with you and is no longer separate from each other."
"Your strength comes from her, and your achievements and honor will all come back to her."
"Is Haruta Yukiko a part of you, just like me. Same. Same?"
Before he could finish his words, the ax had already fallen.
Marley Perrault severed his right arm——
——His blood-red eyes were full of violence and madness.
The pain caused by cutting off his arm made his face distorted and veins bulged in his neck.
The blood spurting from the arm was like a fire hose exploding, turning the stake red.
"Fuck you! Fuck you! You bastard!"
Marley roared.
"It fucking hurts! It fucking hurts so much! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
The eye of the storm encountered a hard nut. Unlike his parents, who were weak at heart, this child seemed to have extraordinary determination.
It lay paralyzed in the moist fallen leaves of the forest, and the blood seeped deeper into the layers of leaves.
The broken hand began to crawl again and crawled back to the stake again.
Eye of the Storm discussed in a good voice.
"Do you know how much human flesh you need to eat to repair this kind of injury? Marley Perrault - hurting yourself is also a sign of inner weakness. You can't get rid of me. We have completely become [one person], literally. [a person] on.”
Marley yelled: "Give Yukiko back to me!"
Eye of the Storm replied: "How can I give it back to you? How can I chew it up and then put it back together?"
Marley then shouted: "Give me my life! Give me the freedom I should have! My life! Give me back!"
Eye of the Storm then replied: "Perhaps there are some ways to transform corpses into walking zombies that can meet your needs. I have to check the psychic magic notes I made in the early years - it will take a little time. Of course, these all come at a price. , you need to do some small things for me, trivial things."
Marley slumped next to the wooden stake, his body becoming weak and weak. He could only watch helplessly as this terrifying and weird palm pieced itself back together and squeezed back into the injured part of the broken arm. After a while, it became complete again, even with scars. None remained.
The eye of the storm continued:
"——If I can't convince you or change your mind, then I can only threaten you."
Marley's eyelids drooped and he didn't have much energy anymore. He felt more and more hungry and thirsty.
"Fuck you and I won't do anything for you! Don't be so fucking weird."
The eye of the storm softly called to the person Marley Perrault cared about most.
"If you don't want to do it, someone will do it. If a child like Groba Pero also turns into a blood-receiving monster, how should you deal with it?"
Marley's eyes suddenly opened——
——He finally became discouraged, as if all his courage had been exhausted.
The ax slipped from his hand, revealing the eyes in his palm.
It was originally a piece of gray, but now it is rotating vividly, and its blood-red pupils are suddenly straightened.
The eye of the storm stared at the frustrated Marley Perrault and finally found the right answer.
(End of chapter)
