Chapter 67 Go to Hell "It seems that your head is not all fat...
After looking Cecia up and down, the man in the suit chuckled and smacked his lips, "After so many years, you haven't changed much. You're still very appetizing..."
He leaned closer to Cecia and took a deep breath, as if he was smelling the aroma of food. Then, he fumbled in his pocket with difficulty. Due to his fat body, his pocket had been squeezed and deformed. It took him a long time to take out a mobile phone.
"After I learned of your existence, I couldn't eat anything else for a long time - I was looking forward to your quick maturity every day."
As he spoke, he held up his phone in front of Cecia, and saw a video playing inside:
A little girl with white hair and white eyes is lying in a pile of dolls, holding a brown teddy bear in her hands. A happy smile is on her face as she rolls around in the soft dolls... and the background of the video is in the underground space.
The video ended, and the man in the suit wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth elegantly. The lump of flesh on his neck rolled as if he was swallowing something.
He subconsciously sniffed the aroma around him and stared at Cecilia with greed.
"Although it's not ready yet, it should be okay to eat a bite in advance... just one bite..."
Taking out the knife and fork from the folds of his body, he licked the corner of his mouth, and impatiently moved his short and stubby legs, gradually approaching Cecilia.
After crossing the transparent wall, he kept swallowing his saliva. Under the dim light, the knife and fork in his hand flashed coldly, like the sickle of the god of death.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt and it will be fine soon."
Mumbling to himself, he raised his knife and fork in his right hand, ready to stab -
At the critical moment, he was startled by the sharp cry of a cat. A Siamese cat suddenly appeared out of nowhere and pounced on the meat-like body, hitting his wrist holding the knife and fork accurately.
With a crisp sound of metal falling to the ground, the knife and fork fell to the ground and rolled several times on the ground.
Having achieved its goal, the kitten quickly jumped back and stood in front of Cecilia, breathing threateningly at her, with its hair standing on end.
How did it get in?
Seeing that the Siamese cat was not blocked, Cecilia reached out her hands and touched the solid transparent wall.
At the same time, the man in the suit grabbed the cat and pulled it up. Cecia wanted to stop him, but the wall continued to approach her, and her range of movement was reduced again. The axe could not reach the other person's body at all.
As he held the struggling cat, his arm soon had several bloody marks on it. However, he didn't care, lowered his head, put the cat that was desperately trying to escape under his nose, and took a deep breath.
"So this is your cat."
Smelling the familiar scent, the smile on his face deepened a little, "Then it's mine too."
"This is really a good cat. It came just in time and reminded me that I should not taste the main meal casually. If the integrity is destroyed and the taste is affected, it will be bad."
The man in the suit held the Siamese cat in front of him. He smiled with satisfaction as he watched the cat struggle more and more violently and its sharp claws constantly waving towards his face.
Strangely, this attack did not hurt him at all, as if all the cat's movements were confined in a small space and could not touch his body at all.
"It just so happens that we can use this kitten as an appetizer. It has your scent on it, so it must be delicious."
As he spoke, he grabbed the cat and walked towards the collection cabinet.
It seems... something is blocking its claws?
Cecia noticed these changes and secretly calculated the cooling time of the balloon.
Because his body was too heavy, he moved very slowly, and it took him more than ten minutes to take the skull candle and several shriveled specimens from the cabinet.
"These are enough for the appetizer ingredients."
The man in the suit muttered, turned around with the materials in his hand, and prepared to deal with the kitten that was biting the air.
At this time, the countdown for the balloon to cool down ended, and Cecia quietly created a balloon——
“You can find out the exact location of the specified creature (E).”
The resulting balloons were useless, but the man in the suit was making the "appetizer" in an orderly manner.
He cut the specimens into powder, then picked up a Siamese cat and rolled it around in the powder, covering its entire fur with the fine bone-white powder.
After doing this, he held the cat's body with his right hand, and took out a bone-chopping knife with his other hand...
It’s too late, I can only try.
Seeing this, Cecia gritted her teeth, took out a pair of low-quality leather bags from her backpack, picked one at random and put it on. She got as close to the transparent wall as possible to ensure that she could feel the presence of the wall at any time.
The other side.
The sweet smell in the air suddenly disappeared. The man in the suit stopped what he was doing and turned back to check the status of the food.
But where the food had been, that intoxicating presence had disappeared, replaced by a completely unfamiliar man.
"Who... who are you? Where did you put my things?"
He asked in a sharp voice, not caring about the cat he was dealing with, and hurried towards the man, constantly twitching his nose, trying to find any clues.
Unfortunately, the aroma of the food was completely overwhelmed by the smell of strangers, a pungent smell that smelled like a rotting corpse. To him, it was also the most unpalatable type.
"She was rescued by me."
The man who seemed to be gentle and refined on the surface spoke the coldest words.
"That's what I bought! Why do you take her away?"
Seeing the duck that was about to be in his mouth suddenly fly away, the man in the suit was extremely angry. The fat on his body was trembling and even began to turn red, as if it was being steamed at high temperature.
The strange man - or rather, Cecia in skin, with a smile on her face, easily passed through the so-called "transparent wall" without feeling any hindrance.
The opponent's movement speed was really slow. Cecilia pressed down the bulge in her arm, walked leisurely to the collection cabinet, and took out a pitch-black ancient knife from it.
"How did you know this place?"
The red color on the suit man's body gradually faded. Looking at Cecia's actions, he had a bad feeling in his heart, "Since the person has been taken away, what do you want to do by staying here?"
"It seems that your head is not all fat."
Cecia walked slowly towards the man and took the Siamese cat out from behind him, but the cat was still uneasy, as if it was trapped in a transparent cage that only it could feel.
really.
She lowered her eyes to hide the understanding that flashed across them.
When the Siamese cat first appeared, she was able to pass through the transparent wall that bound her and could easily hurt the man in the suit.
But ever since the man in the suit said "the cat is his too", the Siamese cat could no longer hurt the other party, and even kept scratching the air, just like she had done before when she hacked at the transparent wall.
Therefore, she guessed that the other party's ability was not to create a transparent wall, but to imprison "his things" - things that he thought belonged to him.
Fortunately, she guessed right.
The inferior skin not only disguised her appearance, but also covered up her smell, completely interfering with the other party's judgment and making them mistake her for a stranger.
"Since you've already bought the things, let's make a deal."
Cecia put the Siamese cat aside and smiled with ease, "If you meet one of my requests, I will return the item to you."
Hearing this, the man in the suit snorted disdainfully, as if he had known that the situation would develop into this. He straightened his suit and put on a superior attitude.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
"Your life."
Cecia sneered, pressed the bulge on her face, drew out the ancient sword and rushed towards the other party. Without the means of imprisoning people, the slow movement speed of the man in the suit could not dodge at all. His body trembled, and he waved his hands. All kinds of objects hidden in the gaps of his body were ejected one after another as if being pulled by an invisible force, trying to block the edge of the ancient sword.
But this was just a panic move, and the trajectory of the objects had no pattern. Cecia slightly tilted her body, bent down suddenly, and easily avoided all attacks, and the ancient sword went straight to the top of the suit man's head.
Zheng——
The huge body was cut in half, and the blade made a crisp sound when it touched the floor.
However, there was no wailing and no blood splattering. What Cecia chopped off was a piece of lifeless dead meat.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
The man in the suit said repeatedly, although his body was reduced by half, his limbs were intact and there were no wounds on his body.
At the last moment when the knife was about to chop, he automatically abandoned the right half of his body like a gecko cutting off its tail to survive, and his head moved to the center of the other side of his body.
The rest of his body quickly reorganized itself, becoming half his size, and even the tight suit he was wearing shrank along with it.
"Sir, we have no grudges against each other. There is no need to make such a fuss."
He tried desperately to persuade, beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down his face, trying to find a glimmer of hope for himself.
"You also know my identity. Apart from my life, I can give you anything you want!"
Cecia sneered, without stopping her hands, and chopped down again.
After several times, he discarded more and more of his body. After just a few minutes, he was only as tall as his calf, like a deformed little meat man.
"Please! Please...let me go, don't kill me!"
"If you kill me, you will get nothing! But as long as you spare me, I can give you all my property!"
The mini-sized meat mountain hugged Cecia's legs and begged bitterly, still wearing the small-sized suit that was still tight on his body.
"I'm sorry, the terms of the transaction cannot be changed at will."
A bright smile spread across Cecia's face, she kicked the other person away and stabbed him in the body with the ancient knife.
A scream of pain rang out instantly. This was the first time he felt "pain".
"Oh, you can't get any smaller."
She spoke softly, but to someone's ears, the voice sounded like the whisper of a demon from the abyss.
"Then go to hell with them."
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