Presidential Palace in Bellamy.

A man dressed in a black robe walked quickly down a thickly carpeted corridor. A breeze lifted the hem of his robe, revealing a suit that matched that of the current president.

When the maids in the manor saw the newcomer, they all lowered their heads and avoided him, their fingers trembling slightly beneath their calm faces.

The newly arrived blonde maid didn't have time to back away and bumped into the black-robed man who was rushing towards her. She immediately took a step back, bowed respectfully, and slightly lifted her skirt to pay her respects.

Since the new president moved into the presidential palace, there has never been enough servants. Rumors have circulated that the presidential palace is inhabited by the most terrifying, man-eating monster.

That's why they keep hiring.

But her family was too poor, and compared to the imminent death, the dangerous rumors circulating in the presidential palace were nothing.

She had been in the presidential palace for a week, doing the simplest cleaning work every day. Apart from her colleagues being somewhat paranoid and neurotic, everything was much better than she had expected.

She has already written home, asking that if the Presidential Palace recruits again, she must let her younger sister apply as well.

However, on this ordinary day, she saw a strange man in the presidential palace. The man was shrouded in a black robe, and his face was covered by a hood, so she could not see his expression.

But she had a strange intuition that this adult was watching her.

It wasn't the pair of eyes that might have gleamed coldly from the shadows, but rather a higher, more viscous, and more... numerous gazes simultaneously fixed on her from all directions.

"Clatter".

It was the sound of something falling to the ground.

Her gaze gradually slid down to an unbelievable degree, then fixed on the broken porcelain shards on the ground, her exposed eyeballs instantly filling with panic.

It turned out that she had accidentally broken the vase.

She opened her mouth: "...Hehe...I'm...hehe, sorry...sir..."

"Please...hehe, forgive...me..."

Her hearing seemed to have improved; she heard the adult hidden beneath the black robe chuckling with pleasure, and a hand resting on the top of her growing hair.

The man's voice was calm and elegant, yet carried a hint of aristocratic sarcasm: "Of course, I forgive you. I just happened to see you by accident."

"As compensation, you can work in the main building."

The main building is the most central part of the presidential palace, where the empire's leaders work and discuss important matters. Ordinary servants cannot go there. She immediately and happily accepted, holding the tears welling up in her eyes.

"...As expected...hehe, we've arrived here...hehe...it was the right place...thank you...thank you..."

A string of viscous liquid flowed happily from her scarlet, empty eye sockets.

The other maids who had retreated kept their heads down, listening to the strange noises around them, wishing they could grow a third hand to cover their ears as well.

After the man in black robes led them away, someone immediately stepped forward, trembling, and respectfully said to the still unaware maid, "I will take you to the main building. Please follow me."

The remaining people skillfully cleaned up the ground she had dirtied.

I also put away all reflective objects.

The man in black robes arrived at the top floor, a vast space where crimson pool water rippled and gently caressed a snow-white body. It was an extremely beautiful body, with slender, long shoulders and neck, and perfectly proportioned chest and abdomen, exuding a bewitching beauty at all times.

Unfortunately, this body was just a huge, undulating piece of corpse.

Her head was cleanly severed, and there was a similar cut at her waist and abdomen. The bright red tissue fibers throbbed continuously, making a heart-like thumping sound in the pool water.

The man in black robes stood by the pool, appearing extremely small compared to the enormous severed limbs within it.

The next moment, as if sensing his arrival, the pool water surged violently, and the soft hands hidden in the water covered the black-robed man at the edge of the pool.

The man in black robes changed his expression and retreated hastily, but he was still touched by those slender fingers that were magnified countless times. His black robes immediately burst into flames.

He pulled her to the ground.

The man who emerged from the black robe had long, brilliant golden hair loosely tied over his shoulders, and his dark eyes swept toward a certain spot behind him.

“I had no idea you were this weak, Shirley.”

The man who emerged from the darkness chuckled, reached up and removed his top hat, gave a perfunctory bow, and asked with a smile, "How have you been lately, Stephen?"

Stephen drew his rapier, adorned with countless jewels, from his waist. With a powerful and unstoppable motion, he thrust the sword to the side and forward, flicking off the liquid on the blade before sheathing it in one fluid motion.

It's just that the expression on his face wasn't very pleasant.

His dark eyes looked at the man dressed the same as him: "When are you going to deal with those old guys yourself? You agreed so readily back then, but now you're proving to be quite troublesome."

He reached out and touched the brilliant golden hair; the dazzling color gradually turned back to black under his touch.

With his face propped up, Shirley sat on the only chair in the empty room, pointing his cane and sword at the pool: "It's been too restless lately. I need to keep an eye on her."

After saying that, he chuckled as if he had thought of something amusing: "I didn't expect that even after being separated like this, I could still feel the other side of the limb. Truly worthy of being... Him."

Stephen stood tall and straight by the pool, his eyes lowered, saying nothing. The rapier he wielded in his large hand created countless afterimages in the air.

He severed all the fingers that had secretly reached out from the pool before stopping, listening calmly to the sounds of pain churning in the water, and slowly walked toward the seated Sheri.

He placed his hand on his heart, stood before Shelly, his long, dark hair obscuring his sharp features: "I hope you haven't forgotten our promise."

The composure in Shirley's eyes vanished for a moment, a barely perceptible flash of violence crossing his face, which he quickly concealed.

"Of course, when Nicholas fully descends upon the earth, on this land of alien revelry, we will welcome back our new king."

At the same time, in the Grantham Empire, inside the Red Bee Base, a house that had been completely destroyed by Gu Li, the basement connecting to the second floor was completely sealed off.

A heavy iron gate was welded to the entrance, but soon a thick layer of blood scabs had formed on the door frame.

From behind the iron gate all the way to the depths of the basement, the area still retains its original chaotic state after the collapse, except that layers upon layers of bones have been added to the ground.

Whether it's the elderly, children, or even people of other species, they are all thrown into it as nourishment.

A thin layer of red liquid soaked everything on the ground, and the area where the huge pattern was carved was filled and covered by corpses, with something quietly stirring beneath it.

A pair of huge, filthy legs peeked out from among them.

An abandoned building near the federal university.

After being surrounded by the military, it attracted the curiosity of countless people. Students from the Federal University took advantage of shift changes to sneak in and livestream their exploration.

Before everyone's eyes, it was swallowed whole by the beautiful head that fell from the sky.

It caused a huge uproar on the StarNet.