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Chapter 137 "A Twisted Monster!"

A strange fragrance wafted towards me.

Russell immediately became alert. A low voice suddenly came from afar, as if someone was whispering and chattering. No matter how carefully he listened, he could not make out what they were saying or how many people were talking.

As they ventured deeper, the whispers became clearer.

"They're here again? Those... ugly... things! What do they want from us? ... Oh, what a bunch of nasty bastards... Hehehe, hee hee hee, hahaha."

The voices, whether male or female, kept changing, and these words were illogical and unreasonable; only a true lunatic would make such a sound.

Russell quickly pressed himself against the wall, leveled the fire unicorn, and aimed at the darkness in front of him, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

“This time it’s different… Why didn’t those henchmen come?… A stranger… His flesh must taste delicious?… Hehe, haha, we can taste his flesh and drink his blood, hehehe, he’s as strong as an ox… Ox? Ox meat stinks… I want to eat human flesh.”

The androgynous voice continued to mutter, and Russell grew increasingly nervous as he listened, gripping the fire unicorn even tighter.

"Who is it? Who is speaking?" Russell asked, mustering his courage.

"He asked us who we are? Who we are?... I forgot? What's your name? What's my name? Ha, we didn't have names before, and we don't have them now?... He seems scared?... Then let's change ourselves and make ourselves cute so this person won't be scared..."

Russell, unwilling to hear such a voice any longer, roared: "If you don't shut up, I'm going to shoot!"

The people inside seemed to have heard Russell's threat and stopped talking. A strange, chilling rustling sound came from afar, gradually getting closer.

Russell knew something was approaching!

“I’m going to shoot if you get any closer,” Russell shouted.

Suddenly, four blood-red lights appeared in the distance. When Russell saw these four strange lights, his soul began to tremble. It was a kind of suppression from his bloodline.

Russell began to slowly retreat, and the speed increased.

"Oh, we scared him, he's trying to escape... Hiss, we can't let him get away... We'd better hurry..."

Russell could no longer contain himself and fired wildly into the darkness, beams of laser light shooting into the darkness.

A strange, distorted figure loomed in and out of sight, and upon seeing this figure, Russell began to sweat.

Before him appeared two beings, or rather, two people, a man and a woman, who shared a single body with exaggerated breasts, four arms, and no legs, which were replaced by a snake's tail.

Completely naked, her female and male characteristics were both displayed in an exaggerated way, with patches of iron nails embedded in her pink skin.

Its four arms held four weapons: a black leather whip, a strangely shaped sword, a square box, and a thick spiked club.

The laser beam hit the monster, but it seemed to have no reaction and continued to charge at Russell. Russell was so frightened that he turned and ran. At that moment, he was really scared, and fear made him forget to draw the Blood Drinker.

No matter how fast Russell ran, he couldn't outrun the monster. Soon the monster appeared in the corridor and chased after Russell frantically, getting closer and closer to him.

"Hehe, we're about to catch up with him... He can't escape... His running style is really ugly, unlike us who are so elegant... charming..."

The monster quickly overtook Russell and blocked his way.

Russell was shocked and raised the Fire Kirin, firing a barrage of lasers at the monster's head. Countless lasers struck the man's head, while the woman's head giggled.

The man's head was punched with holes, but it healed quickly.

With a single sweep of its massive tail, Russell was knocked to the ground.

Fear overwhelmed Russell, almost causing him to give up resistance and forget how to fight back.

The black whip lashed out and wrapped around Russell's neck in an instant. After wrapping around Russell's neck, the slender arm exerted force and lifted Russell into the air.

The feeling of suffocation made Russell forget his fear and he began to grope around his waist. Soon he found the handle of the Blood Drinker.

When Russell touched the Blood Drinker, he suddenly calmed down, and his fear receded like a receding tide.

"Monster!" Russell roared, swinging the Blood Drinker at the black leather whip.

The whip was cut in two by the Blood Drinker, and Russell fell down, reaching out to tear the whip off his neck.

Slaanesh monsters can cast a spell of psychological terror, making their prey completely at their mercy.

Russell, as an ordinary person, would naturally be affected by this magic, but things were different when he grabbed the Blood Drinker. "This old K weapon greatly increased Russell's courage."

"This filthy, ugly human actually broke our whip! Damn it, we'll tear you to pieces!" the monster roared angrily, unleashing even more fear magic, but it could no longer affect Russell.

Russell swiftly drew his explosive pistol from his waist with his left hand and fired several shots at the monster. Small explosive rounds struck the monster's body, and the explosions tore through flesh and skin.

"You're asking for death!" the monster roared angrily as Russell charged forward.

The spiked club and longsword swung at Russell simultaneously. The monster was so fast that it gave Russell no chance to react. Russell had barely instinctively raised the Blood Drinker when the monster's weapon was already at him.

Fortunately, the longsword struck the Blood Drinker, while the spiked club smashed into Russell's chest.

With a loud thud, Russell was actually knocked away by a stick, crashing heavily into a concrete wall before falling to the ground.

"Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, severely injuring Russell, but his right hand still tightly gripped the Blood Drinker.

"He's too weak, utterly vulnerable... Hahaha, killing him is as easy as crushing an ant..."

The monster started chattering again, forgetting the lesson that villains die from talking too much.

Russell struggled to his feet against the wall, staring directly at the monster without a trace of fear in his eyes.

“Come here! You twisted, ugly monster, you’re like a demon from hell, an ugly freak, a filthy maggot…”