Chapter 2 Black Fingers

The peculiar fragrance of fresh physical death stimulates Yallin’s taste buds to secrete a lot of saliva; the struggling soul staying on the warm corpse releases the breath of resentment, begging, and despair, the taste is more than any in the world A seasoning product.

The surrounding pirates headed toward the depths of the town like locusts passing by, leaving a place of ruins and flames. The black smoke covered Yarlin Senran’s face, and his pupils shrank and trembled into a vertical line, like a horror. Some characteristics of cold-blooded animals.

“Fick, go and search those rooms again, maybe there is something left.” Yarlin lowered his head and walked towards the woman’s body.

With a hoarse, suppressed voice with a heart-pounding weirdness, Fick swallowed the retort from his mouth, and walked towards the door that was knocked open in the distance, and soon there was a collision of boxes and cabinets inside. Voice.

Yallin looked at the woman’s corpse lying in a pool of blood, staring at the sluggish child with unsatisfied eyes, his expression frozen in a face of despair and nostalgia. Touching the woman’s skin through the glove, the remaining warm touch and twisted emotions made his fingertips tremble suddenly, and the entire leather glove oscillated with countless thin strips like dead branches, as if there was something under the glove. The living creatures regained consciousness and couldn’t wait to choose someone to eat.

“Astur is bad, be quiet.”

Yarlin took off his black linen gloves and stared at his left hand like a living creature. The left hand seemed to feel the danger and warning in his eyes, and calmed down slowly and hard.

In this way, his left hand finally calmly exposed the whole picture. It was a black blood line, like a dense tattoo covering the entire back of the hand. Starting from the five finger nails, countless black lines spread and entangled, like countless tree whiskers twisted and twisted. The fingers finally converged on the back of the hand into a dark circle like ink.

On the opposite side of the back of the hand facing the ring, a black vertical line splits the texture of the entire palm into two.

The black line, the circle is positive and negative, one behind the other, overlapping together is a vertical eye, closed tightly, just like Yarlin’s pupils at this moment.

He called it Astur’s bad!

The index finger is cold and temperatureless, pressing against the center of the woman’s eyebrow, sliding down slowly and firmly, the black line between the fingers suddenly comes alive again, the black line spreads rapidly on the woman’s face, and the dense lines start from the center of the eyebrows like an upside-down The spindle covered the woman’s whole body, until Arlin’s index finger slid towards the woman’s chest, and all the black lines were gathered here in an instant.

The center of the eyebrows, the location of the pineal gland, the residence of the soul; the chest, the location of the heart, the source of physical life.

Starting from the eyebrows, and finally to the heart, this is a completeness.

“I’m hungry!” Yarlin licked his slightly dry lips, “To be precise, Astur is hungry, oh, it doesn’t matter, the important thing is that the taste of hunger is too uncomfortable. I have endured it for two months, now I am very weak, my face is very pale, I can’t sleep every day… I will die if I don’t eat anymore.”

I have killed people in my previous life, but I have never done anything like cannibalism. The psychological barrier is not that difficult to overcome. Yarlin muttered to the woman’s corpse, and even more to himself.

As the temperature on the woman’s body gradually became cold, Yallin’s index finger trembled even more.

The food will not be fresh when it is cold.

“In exchange for the first meal, woman, I promise you that I will avenge you, and they will be reunited with you soon.” Arlin’s five fingers suddenly clenched, and the black thread woven spindle was pulled and shrunk. , With just one breath, the woman’s body and soul are all confined and annihilated, turning into a drop of squirming black spots and blending into the black line.

The black line became thinner and converged back to the back of the hand, and everything returned to calm.

“Huh.” He stood up in a long breath, his face relaxed a lot, and the pupils in the vertical line returned to normal. “It looks like it’s not as bloody as I thought.”

The ground is very clean, except for a pool of blood stains, there is no drop of meat scum.

Cherishing food is a commendable quality.

“Can you simplify the ritual and eat more quickly, Astur’s bad?”

There was no response from the left hand, and it was as calm as if everything that happened just now was just Yallin’s conjecture. Yallin curled his lips and put on his gloves, muttering inwardly: “Asshole who doesn’t admit it if he is full.”

Then, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and a text message turned into a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

“Asturger: With the fall of the gods, he was born from the dead remains of the abyss, the last resurrection of the endless abyss, he is Asturger, the corpse of the mythical era, the brood of alienation and flesh and blood, The lord who brought death and slavery, all the creatures where he passed became his slaves, and all civilizations were swallowed by him and became his nourishment. He is the most terrifying natural disaster in countless cosmic epochs. He is… …”

“Long-winded, short!”

The words stopped abruptly, as if he heard Tsundere’s “hum”, the words in his mind shattered like glass, and there was probably a sound of broken glass heart.

The new text emerges quickly, short and perfunctory-Asturer: The brood of alienation and flesh and blood, the master of death and slavery. (Incomplete Seed)

Devouring: swallowing all flesh and blood into nutrients for your own growth. Complete species in the next stage.

Transformation: Transform the dead creatures into their own servants. The servants at this stage have no autonomous consciousness and can only accept the simplest instructions.

Absorb: Absorb the flesh and blood essence of the same type of life body to strengthen its basic quality.

Yarlin squinted his eyes, and his mind quickly turned to think about the meaning of each word, making sure that he hadn’t missed or misunderstood.

In the first time, cross-analyze and process the information obtained with his own situation, to control the benefits and disadvantages of it to the greatest extent, and try to deduct and optimize the possible future. This is his instinct, even if he passes through After changing his body, this instinct is still unforgettable.

Even in his previous life, this ability eventually pushed him to prison and death sentence, but I think it will not happen again in this life.

When Yallin was thinking, he habitually touched his eyebrows, and the cold touch through the gloves made him agitate, and put away his thoughts: “Black fingers are officially online. The point is that you can finally get a good night’s sleep tonight. ”

“Damn, I didn’t find anything except a pile of broken logs.” Fick walked over angrily, and said in a daze: “Where’s that woman’s body?”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Turning his neck stiffly, looking for the dead body on the ground.

Obviously nowhere to be found.

Then he seemed unsure of what he saw in a trance, until his stiff gaze focused on the black glove of Yallin’s left hand, he took a while, and then he suddenly jumped from the ground as if under some kind of stimulus, with a vagueness in his mouth. Unclear screams, like a crazy little beast crashing into Yarlin.



Yarlin sideways and kicked the boy’s abdomen without mercy. The boy fell to the ground and couldn’t get up. He swallowed and wailed. He raised his head and stared at Yarlin and Fick with hatred.

“Hey, kid, I didn’t kill your mother.” Fick showed a fierce expression.

“Nice look.” Yarlin walked over without expression, squatting down and pressing the boy’s head with his right hand, “Remember this feeling of hatred, it will keep you alive.”

The boy stared at Yarlin with wide eyes, as if to brand the wicked face into his soul.

Yarlin was indifferent. He gently raised his hand to stun the boy. He stood up and walked into the dark woods in the distance as if carrying a dead dog. He found a hollow pothole and threw it in, then turned and walked away. go back.

“Yarlin, you have become kind, you saved that kid’s life.” Fick looked at Yallin curiously, “The kid will sleep until we are gone. Of course, if there is no food, he will still be hungry. die.”

“Benevolence?” Yarlin sneered, “Fick, you are wrong. Living is much crueler than death!”

“Living is crueler than death!” Fick chewed this sentence carefully. When did the damn pirate hear such philosophical words, his eyes lit up: “This sentence is really great, if I were I’m dead, I must have someone engrave this sentence on my tombstone.”

The Pirate’s brain circuit is really different.

“I don’t know if you will have a tombstone if you die.” Yarlin looked at the pirates who were faintly searching for wealth in the distance, and said coldly: “But if we don’t act anymore, we may be true this time. will die.”

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