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M: TSIA Chapter 84: The Girl Continued To Smile
🕑 Added 2025-02-06 11:55:16 +0000 UTCLance frowned.
The creature's form… was no longer human at all.
The upper part of its body still retained the appearance of a girl, although her skin was now pale as wax, and her eyes glowed with a faint red light. But the lower part of the girl’s body...
Had transformed into dozens of writhing tentacles.
They danced in the air, pulsing like living beings with sharp, wet tips, as if ready to tear apart anyone who approached.
Each tentacle not only writhed—but also had eyes.
A pair, three pairs, dozens of thick pairs of eyes covered its surface, moving incessantly as if observing everything from various angles.
And at the tip of each tentacle?
Mouths.
Not ordinary mouths, but terrifying mouths filled with sharp, jagged teeth, vibrating as if holding back hunger, dripping sticky black liquid that fell and sizzled upon touching the ground.
The girl still smiled. A smile that should have been sweet, but now felt like a horrific mockery.
Meanwhile, the creature's tentacles twisted quickly, binding Murray Anthony's body tighter.
Murray writhed in panic. His face was filled with fear, his hands desperately trying to grasp anything that could save him.
Around Murray, beautiful paper figures fluttered in the air, created from Murray's Paper Cutting Magic.
Some clung to Murray's shoulders and arms, trying to pull him out.
Some attacked the tentacles directly, tearing and ripping at the sticky parts, trying to free their master.
However, it was all in vain.
Murray's Paper Cutting Magic was not strong enough. It was merely child's play compared to this hellish entity.
"Help!"
Murray's voice was hoarse, almost desperate.
"Help me!!!"
Murray's eyes were wild, searching for anyone willing to help.
Yet, no one moved.
The Ancient One stood still like a statue, showing no intention to intervene.
Mordo and Tina? They didn’t even glance over.
And Lance?
Lance merely smiled faintly.
The SHIELD agents and police around?
They didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.
Not because they didn’t care, but because they knew their limits.
If they were only facing a monster, perhaps they would try something. But…
They were not just facing a monster.
They were facing a human nuclear bomb.
They could not afford to offend these people. They could not afford to provoke them!
And Murray? The man was just someone trying to rise to the upper echelons.
A new player at this giant table, someone not yet valuable enough to be saved at the cost of lives.
Murray's fate had turned upside down.
[Turn it, turn the flower string, wrap it around your fingers and tie a knot…
Pull the line, draw its shape, the pattern of turning it is so cute…
You turn the big chicken feet, I turn the noodles one by one…
You turn the big fishing net, I turn the bathtub…
You turn the airplane parachute, I turn the scissors and the vase…
Turn, turn, turn the string, let’s test our dexterity.]
A children's song echoed in the emptiness.
Murray could only stare in fear as something in the darkness began to laugh softly.
The girl slowly bent down.
Her hands were soft, warm, almost feeling human.
The girl’s slender fingers lifted Murray Anthony's tear-streaked and sweaty face, gazing at him with a loving expression.
A sweet smile was etched on the girl's face.
A smile that, at a glance, could make someone fall in love.
But…
Beneath the girl's body, writhing tentacles began to move wildly.
Countless mouths opened, dripping thick black saliva, before finally—
CRUNCH!
Blood splattered in all directions.
Sharp teeth pierced, tearing flesh, ripping apart Murray's body.
Where Murray screamed.
A scream so piercing, so desperate.
Yet, it lasted only a few seconds.
Flesh and blood mixed into a sea of red. Bones began to show.
No part of the body was spared.
Usually, demons only consume human souls.
They do not care for this fragile mortal body.
But the girl was different.
The girl chewed both body and soul, savoring it slowly, her fingers digging into the still-warm entrails, squeezing Murray with tenderness.
The impact of the sight was extraordinarily horrifying.
Some police officers and veteran agents who had witnessed all kinds of atrocities could still stand, though they trembled violently.
However, for those who had just started working—
The poor young officers could not hold back.
They vomited everywhere.
Some fell to the ground with vacant eyes, their breaths choked, their bodies shaking violently.
And in the distance, the spectators watching through the live broadcast?
Some fainted.
Not out of fear.
But because of a sensation they themselves could not comprehend.
They smiled before their consciousness faded, like children who had just heard a lullaby.
The demon ate quickly.
Even if the girl wanted to enjoy the entrails in her hands longer, two minutes was enough to consume everything.
Until finally—
Murray Anthony was no longer in this world.
The girl lifted her head.
In her hand, she still held Murray's head, which no longer had a body.
The girl stared at the remnants of Murray's head for a moment, then smiled even sweeter.
...
...
...
Lance sighed.
In Lance's hand, the Dirty Thunder of Yin stood tall.
Lance stepped forward, looking at the girl with an unreadable expression.
"Your hatred has been erased," Lance said calmly. "I must send you to where you are meant to go."
The girl continued to smile.
However, the tentacles on her body did not accept it.
They writhed wildly.
Their blood-soaked mouths gaped open, emitting a deep growl.
"ROAR, ROAR, ROAR!!!"
They did not want to leave.
They would not give up so easily.
"You fool! You don't know your own limits!"
Lance snorted in disgust.
In an instant, the black lightning shot forth, pulsing like a thunderous serpent, racing straight toward the girl at a speed nearly impossible for the naked eye to see.
But the girl did not remain still.
The tentacles extending from her lower body surged, writhing like a hungry monster.
"RAAARGH!!!"
The sound of a roar echoed as the tentacles rapidly elongated, forming a swirling black mass resembling a giant mouth.
