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There must be something wrong...

Alvin tried to stop Alister (obviously, the latter was bewitched by the terrifying monster).

But when he grabbed Alister's arm, the wet, soft, and slippery feel made him stiffen involuntarily.

That's not a human arm.

That's the feeling only some kind of mollusk can have.

Ivan let go of his hand almost subconsciously, and Alister's tentacles slid out of Ivan's palm, making a slight "chuck" sound.

In the unusually cloudy and dim light, Aiwen's constricted pupils reflected a weak and boneless tentacle covered with light green mucus

The tentacle was wrapped in the sleeve of Alister's tattered mage robe, as if it had its own will, it fell to the knee of the red-haired mage apprentice, and then flowed non-stop.

And at the moment when Ivan was stunned, Alister had already walked to the monster's side.

"Whoa..."

Aiwen watched helplessly as a pair of slender arms pierced the cocoon shell that had swelled to the limit, and mucus gushed out from the cocoon shell, emitting a strong stench.

Aiwen couldn't control himself from stepping back, but soon he stopped suddenly - he didn't miss the little ball-shaped "little things" floating in the mucus, they were all small eyeballs, probably It was accidentally detached from the monster's skin.

The eyeballs soaked in the mucus are not dead objects, their backs are dragging long and thin blood vessel-like things, and they are constantly swimming around.

And Aiwen knew instinctively that although these "shedding people" had red eyeballs the size of ping-pong balls, they actually searched for prey through the vibration of their movements.

It was precisely because of this that no matter how sick and dizzy he felt, Aiwen still had to stand stiffly in place, not daring to move.

Those wriggling eyeballs struggled with the mucus that covered the instep, and spun around Ivan's ankle in confusion.

As for Alister—the red-haired mage was completely lost in the shadow of the unseen thing.

Alvin felt as if he was frozen.

A strong sense of oppression emanated from the monster's body. It was clearly invisible, but it seemed to oppress Ivan as if it was something tangible.

The surface of the countless slender tentacles surrounding its body glowed with a cloudy light (just like the mold spreading all over the laboratory), they nimbly climbed onto Alister's body, and then skillfully and precisely penetrated into the red Hair master apprentice's mouth, nose and ears.

Alister's body convulsed violently. Against the backdrop of that monster, his body looked so small, fragile and dilapidated... Ivan suddenly had a strange feeling, he watched Alister's body The body is constantly distorted into weird appearances, and it feels as if the other party suddenly no longer has the attributes of "human".

That's right, at this moment Alister looked as if he was no longer his own kind, but another kind, with low-level, more worthless objects, such as... broken toys, or mentors The carcasses of experimental animals discarded randomly after harsh and cruel experiments.

Ivan almost thought that Alister would die like this.

He looked like he was going to die anyway.

The outlines of the tentacles protruded sharply under the livid dead man's skin, and a line of dark red blood slowly left from the slits of the red-haired youth's protruding eyeballs.

But then Ivan heard a familiar voice.

"Evan..."

Which monster is speaking.

Which can hardly stand the horrible monster that has it in its sights.

Ivan never imagined that one day he would fall into such a terrifying scene—the monster's arms were inlaid with the corpses of its companions, but human language was clearly uttered from its mouth.

"Aiwen...Kaka...*&%￥...I...O&^%..."

Alister's voice echoed in a dappled, dim, filthy light.

The clearest word was "Even," and the remaining syllables sounded like a jumble of noise.

The monster's lips were swollen like a dead man that had rotted away for many days. When it spoke, the eyeballs in its mouth kept rubbing against each other, bursting like blisters, gushing out sticky grayish-yellow of slime.But then, newborn eyeballs would pop out of the holes, each more swollen than the one before.

"I... love... (*%￥... I love..."

"I love you."

Ivan finally realized that the monster was searching for Alister's soul.

It took Alister's tongue and language.

Then trying to communicate with Aiwen.

Every eyeball on it suddenly aimed at Aiwen in unison, and the slender pupils were inlaid on the bloodshot whites of the eyes.

"I love you, Aiwen, I would like to love you with eternal death and emptiness, until eternity, until the end of the stars and the rot of gods."

it says.

After a short period of adjustment, the deep and hoarse voice that the red-haired youth once had was revealed from its ugly mouth.

That voice sounded even sweet, with a touch of demagogy.

However, coupled with the scene Ivan saw at this time - the monster, and Alister's extremely miserable corpse - the beautiful voice suddenly possessed the same ugliness and horror.

"no no……"

Aiwen found himself humming unconsciously.

His face was full of physiological tears that overflowed his eyes due to intense fear, and his body trembled like a patient who had been poisoned by Borneo.

The monster's countless eyes stared at Ivan obsessively.

It moved slowly, wriggling its huge, ugly and unspeakably swollen body, and then tried to get out of the broken cocoon and slide towards Ivan.

"I love you, Evan..."

It was still repeating those few words mechanically.

And in its sight and confession, Aiwen seemed to hear the sound of the silk thread called "reason" snapping in his body.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no—"

A scream burst out of Ivan's throat, as if a beast was dying.

He didn't even realize that in the end he wasn't even speaking human language, but another, older, more obscure and more evil voice.

hiss--

Almost at the same time as he screamed, he could no longer control his body.

He turned around and ran towards the door of the laboratory.

At this moment, the only thing in his mind was to escape, to escape from everything that was too terrifying.He trampled on countless "falling offers" without hesitation (or even noticing), but the greater crisis did not come from under his feet.

After hearing the ancient language from Ivan's mouth, all the cocoon balls that were about to mature or immature in the entire laboratory became agitated.

The cocoon shells with varying degrees of transparency burst, and the pale and twisted limbs eagerly leaned out from the mucus wrap.

Some of the cocoon shells that have been conceived to the end appear in a form similar to Master Milian... a swollen snake or a rotten worm...

But for Aiwen, what scares him the most is others, those sad individuals who have just entered the state of pregnancy.

"help me……"

A young man, who looked familiar, had a childish face. His entire shoulders and arms still retained a human form, but his skin was as pale as a corpse.But under his ribs, it has long been rotten, or in other words, has been completely digested, but this is not the end, but the beginning of a more miserable situation. The white ribs are covered with moldy mucus and weird Muscles, raised pustules connected like bunches of grapes in the crevices of the muscles.At this time, the young man was blocking the door of the laboratory with his arms outstretched, crying at Ivan in despair.

But Ivan stepped on it without hesitation. He easily crushed the young man's arms, and then tore open the door forcefully.

The sound of the young man's crying became extremely distant in Aiwen's footsteps...but the wet friction sounds and the rattling of claws that followed were not far away.

Aiwen didn't even need to look back to know that "it" was catching up.

"Evan, I love you."

Alister's voice lingered like a ghost.And those fine, continuous friction sounds made Ivan almost faint in fear.

He kept running wildly in the dark and dead corridor at the fastest speed he had ever run in his life.

Perhaps it was because he was too nervous, the corridor seemed endless, and the floor became damp and soft during his running.

Finally, after a certain corner, Ivan could no longer control his sore and tingling leg muscles and fell to the ground.

"Ivan."

Alister's voice was close at hand.

"Come to me, I love you so...so deeply...you will taste darkness and eternity by my side..."

Only this time, the tone has actually changed subtly.

It gets sweet, husky, twisted.

In the tremor of every syllable, there is evil and suffocating desire for exclusiveness.

"Do not--"

Alvin chewed tremblingly.

He forced himself to support the floor with his hands, trying to stand up, but a cold and flexible touch wrapped around his ankle.

"Well……"

Ai Wen trembled violently, his strength seemed to disappear suddenly under the influence of some mysterious magic.

He fell to the ground again...

Tentacles wrapped around his ankles, gently dragging him behind him.

Ivan glanced back quickly in despair.

A huge human head... which almost occupied the entire corridor, was staring at Aiwen with salivation.

That monster borrowed Alister's face, only the face, the facial features that were once considered handsome were infinitely magnified, making it look extraordinarily distorted.It opened its mouth wide as if it was shouting something, and it contained another slightly smaller head in its mouth. It still looked like Alister, but the feeling of deformation was more obvious. Similarly, That face also pulled his jaw to the limit, holding the same twisted and terrifying head in his mouth.

One head was placed on the other, and finally the head finally returned to the size of a normal human being, but after countless subtle deformations, that face showed a completely different side from Alister's beauty.

Human and yet inhuman, even the great devil in hell would shudder at the sight of that face.

A slender and red tongue protruded from its mouth, which was the organ that wrapped around Ivan's ankle.

Saliva flowed down the base of his tongue, making Ivan's calf wet.

"Let me go... let go..."

Alvin began to whimper.

Fear and despair mingled in his voice.

He tried to use his fingers to grab the cracks in the stone slabs on the ground to prevent himself from being dragged directly into the monster's mouth, but all his struggles seemed so powerless and weak.

Its tongue snaked upwards along Ivan's calf, then his waist, his arms...

"Woooooooo..."

When the wet and firm tentacles separated Ivan's fingers one by one from the cracks in the stone, when he clearly felt that his whole body was completely wrapped in some kind of cold, wet and sticky place, Alvin finally couldn't help crying bitterly.

In the dark place of the scarlet-colored scenery, the feeling of being stared at is still strong.

Aiwen's tearful pupils shrank suddenly, and then he met the continuous, densely clustered eyeballs.

They were all watching him.

Obsessed and greedy.

"Do not……"

Aiwen let out a final low groan.

He realized with great horror that this indescribable monster not only had eyeballs all over its body surface—it also had eyeballs growing inside, every inch, and every corner of its body.

Everywhere, inside and out.

"Ivan, Ivan, Ivan, Ivan—"

The monster that had swallowed Aiwen into its body let out a joyful and frantic roar.

It repeatedly called Aiwen's name, but the tail of the voice became more and more distorted, and finally turned into a tremor that could pierce time and space and make all invisible and tangible things start to tremble.

"Ivan—"

"Ai—"

"Da da--"

Then, the voice appeared.

Da da--

Da da--

In the near-comatose chaos, Ivan clearly felt the voice.

no, no...

That voice is not "appearing", but being "discovered".

At the bottom of Aiwen's completely chaotic thinking, he made a judgment with the last trace of clarity left.

That voice has been there... all along...

Not from projections, but from the call of something real and terrible beyond.

But before that, Ivan completely blocked him out of instinct, or subconsciousness.

But in the body of the projected creation, Aiwen finally unavoidably noticed the continuous love language.Until this moment, Ivan finally realized its ubiquity and its omnipotence.That wasn't a simple sound, but an erosion directly acting on the soul level—the cold and strong metallic breath also turned into that "da da" sound, and the sticky and smooth touch felt on the skin also turned into a "da da" sound. The sound of "da da", even Ivan's own heartbeat, seemed to be resonating and assimilating with the sound of "da da".

And when Aiwen realized it, he found that he was opening his jaw infinitely, his tongue sticking out of his lips, and from the depths of his throat, there came a familiar and strange twisted howl.

He found himself answering that voice involuntarily, even with mad desire and delight, with the same ancient invisible voice.

The regular rhythm became stronger.

Alvin felt that something was taking shape in his body.

He has never had such a wonderful feeling, even the first time he successfully introduced the magic factor from the air into his body through spells and magic circles, it cannot be compared with the current ecstasy.

He couldn't breathe, and he couldn't think, the thick thing from a higher level was descending...falling into his body.

The magic and wisdom that the Goddess of Magic once passed on to him are as insignificant as dust in front of "Him".

The same is true of any desire and gratification that the frail human body can feel.

Ai Wen didn't know what happened at all, he even felt like he was melting.

Da da da……

【Da...my...love...my star...】

The friction sound that was once only considered weird and distorted gradually became clear and stable in Aiwen's world.

The treble and sonority, which seemed to be disorganized in the distance, finally turned into a smooth and beautiful tune after approaching.

Ivan finally heard the deep meaning contained in that call clearly.

【My deep love, my beloved, my death star. 】

[Respond to me, accept me, love me until death. 】

……

Human beings' shallow and low-level language can't sum up the evil and hotness that surges in it, as well as... the almost glorious favor and pet.

Aiwen even felt extreme panic and bewilderment, but this panic and bewilderment at this moment came from his regret for being a human being.

The human part is melting and disintegrating in the erosion, and Aiwen is bathed in the strong affection of "His".

His body perfectly coincided with the rhythm of "His".

If anyone could witness this scene with his own eyes, he would probably be completely mad because of what he saw.

Aiwen's appearance melted... His skin became pale, transparent, soft like jelly, or some kind of jelly, only inside the body, still retaining some human internal organs.

And even these internal organs had many tentacle-like blood vessels protruding from the surface. Those blood vessels grew rapidly, and then pierced through the outer skin, bonding together with the viscous and chaotic inside of the monster's body.

Aiwen and it... no, it should be said "he"... is merging.

His eyeballs, the pupils that Alister once thought were the color of emeralds, had completely shrunk and turned into mucus.

But Ivan felt that his vision was wider and sharper than ever.

He even clearly saw at the other end of the boundless universe where even the light would take hundreds of millions of years to travel. Two huge stars in turbid red and yellow were rapidly falling towards the blue planet he was in in the void.

Surrounding the stars are countless twisted and invisible patrons, their bodies and souls are endlessly burning, and their screams constitute the perfect background sound in the call of "His".

Those dim and terrifying rays of light are the bouquet prepared by "He" for him in this world.

Because of what he saw, heard, and felt, Ai Wen was immersed in irrational and crazy joy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Aiwen was wriggling, floating, screaming wildly, then passed out in the overly intense emotions, and then woke up...

This process seems to have lasted as long as 1 years.

And finally at a certain moment, in a trance, Aiwen heard a fragile voice screaming from the core part of his body.

[Ivan!wide awake!wake up! 】

[Ivan! 】

【Ai——】

Alvin.

Da da da ka ka hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee da da da*&...￥%￥he came to him &*￥#@Da da...

my name is……

?[email protected]￥%&* da da... da da...

My name is Alvin Reeves.

Da da sizzling da %￥#&*...

I am not a Death Star.

Da da……

I... am not a member of that indescribable thing... da da... let alone... da... this irrational and frantic monster.

……

After that tiny, fragile, gossamer-like sanity slowly returned, the intense pain began.

Aiwen has never felt such a surge of fear and evil.

He never knew that one day the world would appear in front of his eyes like this.

He couldn't understand it, let alone accept it.

Every inch of his body and even his soul was in violent convulsions. After the ecstasy that paralyzed the nerves was replaced by reason, the pain that was inserted burned vividly.

There were many times when he even felt that he had been torn into many pieces, each piece screaming pain and fear.

If Aiwen could scream, he must have screamed until the entire mage tower was shattered by the sound waves.

But he found himself without a voice.

The soft, metallic tentacle was firmly stuck in his throat.

And for the same reason, he couldn't even cry.

He almost wished that he could fall back into the previous state of losing his mind... At least at that time, he could escape the pain that had exceeded the limit.

But the little soul left in his body told him that once he fell into the turbid darkness this time, he might never be able to come back in human form.

The desire and monopoly of the indescribable god in the void is not vain, every drop of Aiwen's soul will be completely squeezed clean, and then put into his vase.

Aiwen suffered for a long time in such painful pulling, and finally, at a certain moment of being favored——

This is not true.

A thought pierced Ivan's mind like a sharp sword.

He will not allow what he projects to take him within.

So he was devoured by that monster...dissolved...infested by what came to insanity...

is fake.

All this is fake.

"call……"

Almost the moment Ivan realized all this, the intense pain, the maddening feeling of devouring and dissolving, all disappeared.

It's like an all-too-real nightmare that vanishes the moment you wake up.

Evan opened his eyes suddenly.