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Chapter 194 - 153: The Birth of the ’Urban Legend Organization,’ Killing Two FBI Agents for Momentum

Chapter 194: Chapter 153: The Birth of the ’Urban Legend Organization,’ Killing Two FBI Agents for Momentum

A powerful force gripped her throat.

Under the threat of death, the confused Eliana finally regained some semblance of rationality.

She pleaded, "As long as you have a child with me, I’ll do whatever you want for you!"

Brian shrugged, "Sorry, if you could help me find those guys with tattoos similar to yours, perhaps I could consider it for you once. Sadly, you can’t, and you’ve seen my body, so I’ll have to send you away."

As soon as he finished speaking,

he hesitated no longer, pulled out the silenced pistol from his waist, and fired several shots at Eliana’s head, blowing it apart!

Pop, pop, pop~

With a few not so subtle farting sounds, several bloody holes appeared in Eliana’s head.

A mix of red and white oozed out, and the delicate woman in his grasp ceased to struggle, her limbs hanging limp and powerless...

"This should do it..."

Brian muttered as he tossed the body aside.

This time,

he waited a full half-hour, until her body was stone-cold and saw no sign of obsession manifesting, then left the place somewhat reluctantly.

Another half-hour passed.

Brian, having come back again, returned to the scene.

He touched the body of Spider Woman once more, checking for any abnormalities. Finding none, he shook his head and vanished from the spot.

This Spider Woman should be truly dead now.

...

Minutes later,

the bullets silently squeezed out of the wounds in Spider Woman’s head and fell to the ground.

Eliana’s eyes snapped open.

That feeling of being watched was gone!

"What a heartless bastard!"

"After shooting me dead, he even stuck around for so long!"

"Fortunately, my vitals are no longer in places like the head or heart, otherwise I really might have died here today..."

Hatred gnawed at Eliana’s heart, yet her freshly rejuvenated eyes still harbored an undying scrutiny and fervor for Brian.

That instinctive attraction to his genes was nearly driving her mad.

Such a perfect male specimen!

If only she could mate with him, she was certain to bear the finest offspring!

Eliana touched the bullet holes on her head, and after feeling almost healed, she weakly got up from the ground.

Her once voluptuous figure was now dried up, the skin hanging loose under its own length, her fair and tender skin had lost its luster and moisture, looking wrinkled, resembling an old woman in her seventies or eighties.

This was the price of rapid recovery.

Being injured and "dying" repeatedly had depleted her of a vast amount of stored energy.

If it happened again, she figured she’d truly die here.

Turning around,

Eliana was dumbfounded.

Off in the darkness, a tall figure squatted, its eyes closed, staring directly at her, its dimensional nostrils quivering constantly, almost like two tiny motorized wings.

Brian opened his eyes with a slight smile, "You’re really hard to kill, huh?"

Had it not been for his boredom and discomfort in the dead of night, coupled with Spider Woman’s earlier display of Fake Death, which made Brian switch to using his sense of smell rather than relying on sight, she might actually have escaped this predicament.

Eliana:...

Looking at this unpredictable man in the mask, she felt so weary at heart.

..

Eliana lay flat on the ground, "Just shoot me in the belly button, my vital point is there. Please make it quick and clean."

"Never mind. After failing to kill you twice, it seems God isn’t pleased with me doing so," Brian waved his hand, deciding not to go through with it.

Upon seeing Eliana give up, he suddenly had a new idea.

Hearing she wouldn’t die, Eliana quickly scrambled up from the ground.

She looked at Brian doubtfully, "Are you really not going to kill me?"

Eliana was truly perplexed by Brian’s repeated departures and returns, puzzled about life itself.

How can someone cling on to life so tenaciously?

Brian nodded, "Yeah, by the way, how do you usually solve your food problem?"

"Normal food is fine, but the fresher the flesh and blood, the more energy I can absorb." Eliana tugged at her flaccid skin that was due to excessive healing. "Like now, I must find stray cats or dogs, inject them with an anesthetic and corrosive liquid using my Bone Spurs, and then directly suck it out with the spurs. I hate it though, as it’s utterly disgusting."

As she spoke, she opened her mouth wide.

In the next moment,

two slender Bone Spurs shot out from her mouth, making her look like a humanoid saber-toothed tiger, adding a wild charm to the otherwise beautifully ghastly Eliana.

"So why was your mouth full of blood just now?"

"To scare you away~"

Eliana retracted the two long bone spikes, giving her mouth a roll, and as she opened it again, there were indeed traces of blood on her lips and between her teeth. The blood could disappear and reappear with the movements of her oral muscles, as if her mouth concealed countless tiny holes.

She sighed:

"I actually tried to return to my home in Texas, but was ambushed by a group.

At first, I thought it was the organization that turned me into a monster, but after killing them, I found FBI credentials.

They were FBI agents.

I don’t know why they knew so much about my situation, but for safety, I returned to the heavily populated Los Angeles, hiding in the underground tunnels during the day and only coming out at night to move and look for food.

I’ve been living like this for over a month now."