Advent

"The little bird took the crown... never came back..."

"The prince is holding a rose, the stamens are covered with tears..."

……

Just as Allen hugged the young mixed-race child and sang to him the nursery rhyme from his mother.

In a dark area in the central axis area that doesn't even have blueprints...

Belian's elder brother, who is also the last leader of the Sioux tribe, Wu Jieyada, with a livid face, is wandering quickly in the intricate living areas of the central axis area, as well as those secret areas that are not allowed to be announced to the public.

His dark and icy sharp gaze kept sweeping across the noisy and weak crowd, and the atmosphere around him was so heavy that it seemed that his breath was filled with sharp knives and fresh blood.

Yes, Wujie Yada is looking for Belian.

He was not the kind of person who was easy to get along with, but now, some special temperament in him became more prominent because of Belian's disappearance.

The man looked so cold and terrifying, but wherever he passed, without even using the power of the Sioux, the people would spontaneously make way for him like the Red Sea divided by Moses...

The other silent Sioux people lined up in a pair and silently followed behind Wujie Yada.

They are not as conspicuous as their leader, but anyone who meets their dark gaze will involuntarily start to shiver.

Even though they usually have a human-like body, even if they can occasionally speak the common language of mankind, the Sioux people... are not human beings at all.

They're a whole bunch of alien...yes...monsters.

Countless people from the Outlands couldn't help thinking this way in their hearts.

Of course, the Sioux probably wouldn't care about their opinion either.

"Anyone of you...anyone who dares to harm Belian of the Sioux tribe, then he and all his tribes will pay a heavy price for this. I, Wujie Yada, can swear to you here that you will die Go to hell, pain and the devil will follow you all the time for the next 100 years. Your babies will never be born, the old among you will never die in peace, and the young among you will die day after day. Completely insane in despair, because the anger and curse of the Sioux will always be with you—"

Wu Jieyada walked over the crowd step by step, and he seemed to speak kindly to the restless people outside the territory.

At this moment, his voice sounded more and more tactful, like some kind of beautiful bird chirping among flowers and jewels, but... the terrifying aura emanating from his tone was stronger than ever More terrible, more unbearable.

"Calm down, Wujieyada, we all know that no one here will hurt the Sioux."

Calvin frowned tightly, with thick dark circles under his eyes.

Seeing that the group of skinny and haggard outsiders became more and more vulnerable because of the threat from the Sioux, Calvin had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak.

However, I am afraid that at this moment, only Calvin in the entire area has enough courage to speak to the man beside him.

"Oh yes, maybe..."

Hearing Calvin's words, Wu Jieyada let out a crisp chirp in his throat.

He turned his head, his dark pupils stared directly at Calvin.

Even though Calvin was sure that his friend would not hurt him, he couldn't help but feel trembling and uneasy because of that gaze.

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was like what many people present at this time thought.

The Sioux people are indeed significantly different from the "humans" under the earth civilization.

Even though they have worked hard to restrain their teeth and claws, something about them still evokes the vigilance and fear left in the depths of human blood.

Just like the primitive humans on the African grasslands would feel sleepless at night because of bloodthirsty beasts...

"No one will hurt the Sioux. Heh, Calvin, how can you explain it? Belian should have slept peacefully under the care of his own kind, and the one who guarded the camp is our most elite warrior... sleeping next to him The only person is myself."

Wu Jieyada said slowly to Calvin.

"But I didn't feel it at all. When I woke up, Belian had disappeared. When my brother was taken out of the tent, I was dragged into a nightmare."

Recalling that extremely strange and terrifying nightmare tonight, Wu Jieyada's face looked a little pale.

"—Sioux people don't dream."

Calvin could hear Wu Jieyada speaking calmly.

But the calmer his tone, the more nervous Calvin felt.

As one of the last members of the Goddess Clan, Calvin can already feel that Wujie Yada is probably on the verge of complete madness.

And he would never want to see that scene in the central axis area.

"Wujie Yada...you have to control yourself. Listen, everything has reached a critical moment. If you go crazy at this moment, all your efforts will become meaningless in an instant ..."

Knowing that Wu Jieyada didn't care about what he said, Calvin couldn't help but chattered at Wu Jieyada.

【"Star...Prince..."】

But before he could finish his words, Wu Jieyada suddenly raised his hand and directly grabbed his chin.

"Woooo..."

Calvin was frightened into a cold sweat by Wu Jieyada's suppression.

He struggled involuntarily, and then Wu Jieyada made a silent gesture towards him...

"Shhhhhhhhh."

Wu Jie Yada tilted her head, and then listened carefully.

"Did you hear it……"

From Calvin's point of view, at this moment, Wu Jieyada's expression became very complicated and strange.

No, it should be said that, as if in an instant, Wu Jie Yada, who was like a human weapon by his side before, seemed to have completely changed.

The powerful, terrifying, and monster-like chief of the Sioux tribe suddenly turned around and looked straight at a certain direction of the base.

What made Calvin even more frightening was that he always felt that even Wu Jieyada's tone became illusory at this moment

"What, what did you hear?"

After finally escaping from Wujieyada's grasp, Calvin panicked because of the stabbing pain on his neck.

At this moment, he had no idea what Wujie Yada was talking about...

"It's singing...a beautiful singing voice."

And when he looked up at Wujie Yada again, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

He never imagined that a person like Wu Jieyada would have such a moment of trance and fascinated face.

"Wujie Yada?"

Calvin called out in bewilderment.

But the person he called didn't even respond to Calvin.

Wujie Yada suddenly moved, and then disappeared at the other end of the passage.

"Wujie Yada! Wait!"

Calvin's scalp was about to explode at this time, he let out a scream, followed Wu Jieyada and ran over quickly.

……

【Listen, did you hear that...】

【What a beautiful singing voice, what a sweet soul...】

In the entire quiet and dangerous star field, Wujie Yada is not the only one who is in a trance because of the singing overflowing from Allen's throat.

In fact, it is not far from the already dilapidated automatic protection net of human beings, on the other side of the outfield star field...

In the dark starry sky, another kind of soft, huge, greedy and terrifying creatures also gathered together involuntarily because of the sweet melody they heard at the same time.

Countless slender and ferocious spiritual tentacles collude with each other, conveying the thoughts between individuals.

And at this moment, the same thought echoed in the hearts of almost all the Naga—what a beautiful, sweet voice it is.

No one can reject this voice, and naturally, no one can give up this voice.

If it hadn't been for the breath that belonged to "that one" not long ago, the naga who had been forcibly driven away by people would have repeated their old tricks, and rushed towards the fragile iron box made by humans like locusts.

It's just that before they made such an almost offensive move, there was a sudden fluctuation in the noisy and densely packed team.

A giant naga had arrived here quite suddenly.

Its size is so huge that it can almost cover a small terrestrial planet with its own body.

Its pitch-black pupils are inlaid in the center of the face, and it seems that a huge and hideous human face can be vaguely seen.Moreover, when it is in action, it appears to be both ancient and stable - as long as it is a low-level naga that touches it, many of them are directly taken into its own body as nutrients.

If this is a battlefield, as long as it appears, I'm afraid the war is over.

Of course, everyone knows everything, like it... this elder-level naga no longer needs to go to the battlefield by himself, but this does not prevent the other weak naga from realizing how terrifying the elder-level naga is.

No one dared approach that naga, especially at this moment.

Because as early as after hearing the constantly echoing melody, out of excitement, its tentacles even stuck out of its body, constantly flying in the night sky, trembling, trembling.

【What a perfect song...】

Unlike those stupid low-level naga, the "elders" know better than anyone at this moment...the melody that is now rippling in their souls is so different.

That is the song from a primordial star.

It is the ripples of the fragments of the white star in the fragments of time.

And no matter what the creature that can make this sound is...

It will be the best sacrifice to the ancient god first.

……

In the living room where Alan and Raymond are located in the Tianmao human military base.

Raymond's body suddenly trembled.

Before that, he had put all his attention on Berian, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked out the dark window. .

His eyes were aimed straight at the other end of the distant starry sky.

An elder-level naga seems to be staring at each other from a distance across the distant starry sky.

【roll--】

Raymond instinctively sent out the idea of ​​expulsion.

But even so, the consciousness from that disgusting creature was still stubborn to the extreme, and it came straight towards Raymond.

Raymond slowly retracted his fingers into the cuffs, so that he could hide the changes of his body under the cloth with the human clothes: the smooth and pale human skin became moist and soft, and the suction cups and teeth slowly moved under the skin. rotation.

It's an uncontrollable instinct.

in a dark pipe.

In the exquisite and huge internal structure of the base.

In countless gaps and closed rooms.

……

The huge dick filling those spaces began to squirm and convulse at the same moment.

Dark green slime slowly oozes from the vents.

According to the genetic positioning coordinates, the soldiers who were carefully searching for Raymond Morecambe inside the base found that a strong reaction suddenly flashed on their control panel——

"Find the target!"

He let out a roar of excitement, and rushed into the room, armed to the teeth.

However, the moment he opened the door, countless hideous chunks of flesh and tentacles gushed out like a waterfall of flesh, wrapping them tightly within his body.

"No—no no—help—"

From the incomparably huge body of the White Emperor came the indistinct screams of terror from human beings.

"A la la... la la..."

And the song that belonged to Allen, rippling in Raymond's ears, became even more beautiful.

However, the original lyrics in that song have evolved into a wonderful humming with unknown meaning...

Raymond turned his head slowly, and he looked at Allen sitting by the window with great difficulty.

Raymond should have told Alan to stop that horrible singing immediately.

But at this moment, he couldn't move...

Because the melody is so beautiful, too touching.

He is obviously the emperor of the extremely powerful and terrifying Naga people.

But at this moment, Raymond felt like an insect that had fallen into the nectar of the Venus flytrap.

He knew that he was about to sink and drown here, but he was still unable to fight.

Pain, disgust, possessive desire and damned sweetness are intertwined into an irresistible sinking.

However, in the depths of his heart, at the bottom of his completely collapsed thinking... The White Emperor is still fighting.

He is very clear that he is gradually losing control. It seems that as long as he hears that wonderful singing, he can't keep his disguise. He can only appear in front of Alan in the most pure and essential state.

Because He heard that song.

That's from, from the first song...

"Bang bang bang-"

Just when everything seems irreparable.

Someone suddenly knocked rather roughly on the metal door of the living room.

The dreamlike atmosphere was broken in an instant, and Allen's singing stopped abruptly.

"Well……"

At the beginning, Allen didn't even react a little bit.

He turned his head to look at Raymond blankly, with a strange silver light in his eyes.

His body also seemed to be exuding magnificent light from the inside out, and there was a special fragrance lingering in the air...

"Boom-boom--"

The banging sound from the door became more and more intense, and the person who came was obviously quite rude, as if he had lost his mind.

The metal door was supposed to be quite strong, but this door was deformed amidst the sound of the impact.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry to bother you, sir, I have some emergencies here..."

If it weren't for Calvin's panicked voice sounding outside the door the next moment, Allen might have thought that he was being attacked by some special alien creature.

"Sheriff Calvin?"

He gave a jolt, and then slowly came to his senses.

There was a burning sensation in his throat, but Alan didn't pay much attention to it.

He lowered his head to look at the child in his arms, only to realize that the child had fallen asleep in his arms at some point.

Something doesn't seem right.

If the person outside the door wasn't so crazy, Allen might have realized that the child in his arms had fallen asleep before, so in his humming just now, along with the main melody, who was it? What about it?

But this bit of strangeness was subconsciously ignored by Allen.

"I'm so sorry...sir...but..."

Outside the gate, Calvin's voice sounded more and more panicked.

This panic seems to be because the person or creature who hit the door is also losing control-the banging sound from the door is simply frightening.

Allen rubbed his temples, forcing himself to wake up from the trance.

As he walked past Raymond, he reached out and patted Raymond on the shoulder.

My partner also seemed to have been made drowsy by the previous singing.

He looked a little dull, and when he looked at Allen, there were only thin pupils in his silver-gray eyes.

"Raymond, grab your weapon.

Allen bit the tip of his tongue, the stinging pain made him clearer, and then he said so.

The noise at the door really didn't sound very friendly, and no matter how dazed he was now, they had to brace themselves for it.

Allen gripped the weapon tightly in his hand again before opening the door.

The next second, a man panting heavily jumped into the room before Calvin could stop him.

A drugged refugee or a lunatic, this was the first thought that popped into his mind after seeing that man.

It was a tall man with weird clothes and a different appearance from ordinary people. His whole body looked like he had just been fished out of the water, covered in slippery and cold sweat.

Allen noticed that as soon as the man entered the room, Raymond stepped back suddenly. .

Allen was blocked by Raymond.

But even so, the cold and harsh light of that strange man was still extraordinarily sharp, and when it fell on the person, it even made people feel that the skin was slightly itchy.

【Chirp——】

The man turned his head and spoke to Allen.

However, what overflowed from the man's throat was a series of wonderful screams.

The man froze for a moment, and after a while, the tweeting sound transformed into a common language that he could understand.

"... Belian."

Wu Jieyada's voice was hoarse, and he said coldly to the unfamiliar inspector of the circular area.

He felt terrible, because the moment he entered this door, every cell and every inch of his skin felt a slight tingle due to strong disgust.

It was as if there was some idea in the dark that was warning him...

There is something here.

And one of them will definitely die.