American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

Clack, clack...

As if some kind of gear was turning inside, the smiling mask facing the five people abruptly opened its mouth.

"Glug..." x5

The group glanced at each other. It was impossible not to feel fear, but all the steps had been completed, and they were just one wish away.

Alexandra steeled her heart, took a step forward, and stood in front of the four.

"Great Box of Bliss, please grant us the power of eternal youth!"

She raised her hands and spoke extremely loudly.

The four behind her watched with fiery eyes, eagerly awaiting the Box of Bliss's response.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Awkwardly, there was no movement at all.

Could it be that the wish had already been granted?

They wondered inwardly and subconsciously began to move.

Punching, kicking, jumping, twisting...

Something wasn't right. Why did it feel like... nothing had changed?

[Emotion value from Murakami +981]

[Emotion value from Bakuto +987]

[Emotion value from Sowande +989]

[Emotion value from Madame Gao +982]

Swish, swish, swish, swish!

Four pairs of questioning eyes stared intensely at Alexandra's face.

[Emotion value from Alexandra +993]

"......"

Why are you looking at me? I don't know either!

Alexandra was suffering inwardly.

Why was everyone blaming her?

"Did the wish fail? Or did we make a mistake in one of the steps?"

The others exchanged glances.

They had paid such a high price to reach this final step; how could they get stuck here?

"Alexandra, is your posture wrong?

As insignificant humans, shouldn't we adopt a more humble posture when facing such a great existence?"

Alexandra thought about it and realized it made sense.

She cleared her throat twice and knelt on one knee.

"Hey, hey, hey... One leg isn't sincere enough. Use both legs!"

From behind, a leader felt this was inappropriate and reminded her.

Alexandra twitched her lips and switched to kneeling on both knees, about to speak.

"Hey, hey, hey... Why is your upper body so straight?

Hurry up and prostrate yourself!"

Another leader saw the problem and shouted at Alexandra.

"......"

Sh*t... Why are you all being so difficult?!

Alexandra was extremely dissatisfied, but what they said made sense.

She prostrated herself, sticking her butt in the air and awkwardly looking up, about to make her wish.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Staring with wide eyes, Madame Gao suddenly started gesticulating like a madwoman.

"In our Orient, to express the greatest respect to the emperor, one had to perform the five-body prostration in ancient times.

Considering the origin of the Box of Bliss, I think you should do the same!"

Oh, sh*t... Why don't you old geezers go die?!

It's not like you're the ones kneeling, is it?!

F*ck!

Cursing inwardly, Alexandra reluctantly performed the five-body prostration.

This time she was smarter.

As soon as she finished the posture, she quickly made her wish.

"Great Box of Bliss, please grant us the power of eternal youth!"

Seeing no reaction, Alexandra repeated it three times in a row.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The air was very quiet.

The box was as quiet as an ordinary box, not moving at all.

But could the Box of Bliss be an ordinary box?

Just thinking about the conditions for opening it, Madame Gao knew it was impossible!

"Do you think, since we obtained this box from the Orient, could there be a language problem?"

Ah, you know what, that is indeed a problem.

Someone immediately stepped forward and experimented using other languages.

Eastern language, Japanese, or even local African languages.

They repeated themselves until their mouths were dry, but the Box of Bliss in front of them was as "dead" as could be, without the slightest reaction.

At this point, the group was at a loss.

They mustered their courage, gathered together, stood on either side of the open-mouthed mask, and cautiously stretched their heads to peer inside the Box of Bliss.

"......"

"Gentlemen, do you see anything?"

"See what?"

"It's pitch black in here. You can't see anything!"

"Really? I'll use my phone's light to shine in..."

A leader took out a phone, turned on the light, and carefully shone it inside.

At that moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from within.

An icy chill, like an invisible chain, tightly bound everyone's nerves.

Black, viscous, and unyielding malice sprinkled on everyone's faces like raindrops.

They raised their faces, their bodies trembling, and their eyes widened in fear.

In the dim light of the phone, a huge mouth was slowly extending from inside the box…

[Emotion value from Murakami +1011]

[Emotion value from Bakuto +1014]

[Emotion value from Sowande +1013]

[Emotion value from Madame Gao +1017]

[Emotion value from Alexandra +1023]

......

On the road.

A taxi sped by.

The black driver in the driver's seat rolled down the window and shouted at the blue truck.

"Hey, buddy, what's in your truck? Why is it shaking so much?!"

The man in sunglasses driving the truck glanced at him but ignored him, stepped on the gas, and silently accelerated.

The taxi driver saw that the other party was ignoring him and stubbornly chased after him.

"I'm telling you, buddy, you should really stop and take a good look. The back of your truck is all deformed!

You wouldn't be transporting some kind of large wild animal, would you?"

"......"

This guy is so annoying.

The man in sunglasses pursed his lips.

He naturally knew what was in the back, but he had been ordered by the leaders from the beginning not to stop under any circumstances, no matter what happened in the back.

Curiosity was one thing, but he knew how terrible the consequences of disobeying orders would be.

So, he continued to ignore the other party and accelerated.

He thought the nosy guy had left, but unexpectedly, after a while, the other party reappeared next to him.

The black taxi driver waved his phone, with an expression that said, "You don't have to thank me."

"Buddy, I've already called the police for you. The police will be here soon. You're welcome!"

Click.

The man in sunglasses' hand gripped the steering wheel tightly.

His eyes were about to burst into flames.

This damn guy, couldn't he just drive his car quietly?

Sh*t... Why are you being so helpful?!

Cursing furiously in his heart, the man in sunglasses wished he could pull out a gun and shoot him dead if it weren't for the location.

The black taxi driver had no idea that he had walked on the edge of life and death.

He laughed happily as if he had done a good deed, then turned on some blasting music under the glare of the man in sunglasses, shook his head, stepped on the gas, and sped away.

He was really gone this time, but from the truck's rearview mirror, two police cars were slowly driving up from behind.

"The truck ahead, listen up. Please follow the police's instructions and pull over to the side of the road immediately.

Repeat, the truck ahead..."

"......"

The man in sunglasses looked at the scene in the rearview mirror and felt a little崩溃 (bēngkuì - defeated/collapsed) inside.

Thinking of the orders from the leaders, he didn't dare to stop and could only accelerate forward.

This time, he had stirred up a hornet's nest.

The two police cars behind him saw that something was wrong and immediately honked their horns, chasing after him at high speed with a "woo-oo" sound.

F*ck!

[Emotion value from the man in sunglasses +0.3]