Doomsday Egg

Picking up Ken's knife, he faced the monster coming out of the bloody film in a defensive posture.

"It's really touching. Should I fulfill your wish and let you be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate?"

With the corners of Su's mouth twisted, he raised his boneless arm dragging like an octopus' tentacles—a lot of spikes actually protruded from that soft limb at this moment...

Looks like that was the thing that got Ken down!

Vitri didn't think he had any chance of winning at all, but at this moment, he had no way out, no reason to run away.

His single-minded persistence is his shortcoming and his only advantage.

Ken looked at the side face of such a man, wondering if it was because of excessive blood loss - he was so handsome that he was dizzy!

They actually came to the realization that they will die together...

This silly man.

I really didn't expect that the heart that I have been attached to for nearly 20 years will fall one day.

Just before dying...

When thinking of this, something small slipped past his vision.

He couldn't help but secretly raised the corners of his mouth.

Stretching out his hand tremblingly, he grabbed the man's side face and brought him back to his line of sight, moving closer to those charming lips...

"……Ugh?"

"Idiot...don't talk, don't make a sound."

Viteri was stunned by Yanfu who was about to die, and he was too stiff to move, but it angered the monster who was enjoying the pleasure of torture.

"I really don't know how to live or die...You guys go to hell and continue to love each other!"

The tentacles full of sharp weapons just swung down——

Is it over?

At that moment he closed his eyes.

……

I don't feel any pain.

Only the real feeling of the soft lips continuing to touch.

Vittoria opened his eyes, and Ken's face was right in front of him.

"Ahhhhh! Damn it! What is it? What's going on?"

...but heard the wailing from the monster.

He turned his face and saw that the tentacles that should have been stuck into their bodies fell to the ground in scattered pieces, and there were a large number of UFOs entangled with the wounds where the tentacles were cut off. .

Under the illumination of the unidentified fluorescent objects in the cave, the beautiful wings fluttered...

"Butterfly……?"

Vittoria was dumbfounded.

"Oops..." Ken pulled his lips away in embarrassment, "Is there too much blood... I caught a big one."

"big……?"

Vetteri looked along the wandering route of the flying object, and found a creature surrounded by a bunch of butterflies, which was drifting ghostly from the hole they came from...

A little girl-like creature.

ACT64: Lineage

Hysterical hissing came from the speakers on the wall in the dark room.

On the screen synchronized with the sound, the scene of a group of demons dancing wildly is being demonstrated - the view is the bloody monster wrapped in leeches, and at this moment he is clamoring to wave his arms with sharp blades protruding like octopus tentacles. , constantly attacking the owner of the perspective.

"It's really low-level fun. Is this the famous casino owner? Tsk...you are studying such disgusting things..."

The current head of the Xiao Fanke family, Bulucarno, sat on the sofa in the corner of the room with a gloomy, wrinkled face, shaking a wine glass with only a thin layer of red at the bottom.

"You bastard, how dare you use this kind of thing to dirty the master's eyes!"

The black leather shoes stomped heavily on the man who was curled up beside the screen—the perpetrator was the most powerful assistant of the current head of the family, Sanchez, the current deacon of the family.

"No, no, I want the head of the family to see the strength of NIT-0-II with my own eyes. It is definitely not inferior to the third generation! As long as she can combine the mother who conceived eggs with the current insect king..."

The man who was stepped on——Gant explained tremblingly, but swallowed the rest of the words abruptly on the way.

Seems like something is wrong?It shouldn't be like this!

Up until now, everything has been going well...

Recycled NIT-0-II, activated her nature, and used the networked camera installed on her to demonstrate to the bosses how his great works strangled the next generation of bug kings in their cradles, and how to make the weak ones before they emerged. The current insect king gnawed to the bone - this was the original plan!

However, as the picture progressed, his original confidence gradually slackened, until he saw clearly that there was nothing in the huge red blood cells behind the mother's body on the screen, and it collapsed in an instant.

Why, why is the current insect king not here? !

It should be very clear that the mother body has entered the pregnancy stage, if it does not swallow the mother body and fertilized eggs in time, once the IV generation hatches, it will lose its status as the king of insects!

No, wait... Could it be that that bastard Su's gestational sac research was successful?Can successfully block the induction of the insect king?

That's not right... What about the surrogate mother and child?

The insect king of the third generation is not there, but the second generation is there!

Why didn't NIT-0-II attack the mother body that gave birth to the next generation of bug kings?But just entangled with the mother? !

Gant's nerves were tense, and all his attention was locked on a few star-point villains not far away in a second.

"Stop there, zoom in, zoom in!"

He yelled at the network supporter on the side he was on the wireless link with.

When the picture was fixed according to his wishes and those characters were displayed clearly, the face of the culprit was also clearly revealed——

Ken Fryd!

Seeing the guy who was always against him, Gant's heart broke into the screen!

It's him again, every time it's him!

He must have used his blood permeated with insect hormones to make Generation II think they were the same kind!

"How could that brat be there...and still hurt so badly...what's the situation?"

Mr. Brocano was obviously impatient, and he slammed the wine glass on the table heavily. The reaction of this action was that the strength of Sanchez's leather shoes also intensified.

"Hurry up and get your experimental product back! What if you destroy the only hope of the young master?! If there is anything wrong with that kid, you will wait for every inch of your flesh to be taken from your body by the dog!" Rip it off!"

"But, but..."

"Enough, drive him out...headache," Brucano squeezed the center of his brows, "How could Renard recommend such a guy to me? It's enough, whatever, it doesn't matter, this guy or Ken that brat , are useless trash!"

"Old, master...it's okay, don't worry, I'll send someone to get that boy Ken back right away..."

Seeing that Brocano's attitude had changed, Sanchez immediately withdrew his feet tremblingly, lifted Ganter and pushed the door out, and quickly returned to his master like a loyal dog, asking for instructions respectfully.

No one knows the old man's personality better than him - he was actually taking anger out on his miscalculation in catching Ken - he thought that if he cut off that kid's back, he could only rely on them Xiao Fan But the family has changed, but it turned out that the kid would rather surrender to the police than fall into their hands, and now he is somehow involved in the actions of that guy Gant!

"Don't worry about that kid, what about the young master?"

"That...young master, he..."

Brucano twirled his withered fingers around the mouth of the wine glass, and when he heard Sanchez's vague answer, he frowned and flicked it hard. The next second the wine glass shattered and scattered flowers, and the splashed bright red instantly polluted It touched the fingertips, and mixed with the blood falling from the fragments, it was shocking.

"Master, blood, don't bleed!"

Shocked, Sanchez pulled out the gauze prepared at any time from his arms, and quickly wrapped it up for his master.

"...Going to Prada again?" Bulucano grabbed the armrest with the nails of his other hand and made a sharp and discordant voice, "It's over, the orthodox bloodline of the Xiao Fanke family will end in my generation ..."

"Master...I'll go find the young master right away..."

"Okay, back off, back off."

Brocano let out an old whisper, waved away the half-wound injured finger, turned his head and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing that the master had entered the mode of refusing to disturb, Sanchez could only put away the gauze resentfully, and silently exited the room.

"Ah... eh?"

When closing the door, he let out a big sigh, and immediately raised his vigilance when he felt something was wrong.

Originating from the underworld | The unique nerves of the society made him pull out the gun reflexively.

There was no one in the narrow corridor.

Not right.

Where was the guard standing at the door?

What about patrolling guards?

What about Gant, who was supposed to be kneeling at the door and waiting to be dealt with?

strangeness.

Could it be that the hostile black | forces came to attack... No, within the current range, no one dares to take the Xiao Fanke family's idea... right?

Too bad, he couldn't be sure anymore.

In the early years, when the master was in good health, no one dared to think about overstepping his authority, but these years have changed. The master's health is getting worse and worse, and the young master who was born as the only orthodox heir when he was over [-] years old...is that kind again. With a half-dead look, some restless factors began to move both inside and outside the family.

Among them, the most disturbing is Prada, the representative of the separation forces of non-pure German descent.

Unlike the slender, cowardly and sick young master who is like a girl, Prada's wisdom and youthfulness are known to everyone in the family, and have become the target of curry favor and flattery for those who are ready to move...

That's why Master Brucano ignored the rhetoric and opinions inside and outside, and found an excuse to put Prada under house arrest.

Coercion cannot solve the fundamental problem, and now the voices against the young master running the family are getting louder, if it is not because of the success of the NIT project that Ken Fred