The Monsters All Covet Him - Chapter 15

The red hue on Lin’s neck deepened, especially on both earlobes. It squatted down and covered Lin Yang’s mouth, expressionless. “You are not allowed to shout like that.”

Suddenly, Lin’s pupils constricted. Bristling black silk threads spilled out from behind it.

“You!”

Lin Yang blinked, his expression innocent, as if it weren’t him who had just licked Lin’s palm. That moist, soft sensation was harder for Lin to endure than an electric shock.

It stood up abruptly and retreated several steps, as if Lin Yang were an existence more terrifying than a flood or a ferocious beast. “Is this some new trick you are using to kill me?!”

Seeing Lin’s reaction, Lin Yang found it amusing. He straightened his mussed clothing, stood up from the ground, and brushed past Lin. “It is desire.”

Indulgent, decadent desire—it had nothing to do with love. To Lin, it should have been something very filthy, yet a restless craving sprouted in the location of its heart.

Before Lin could carefully process the feeling, Lin Yang had already disappeared into Lin Lin’s belly. Lin stared blankly at Lin Yang’s back for a few seconds. It looked down at its fingertips; its senses were shared with the black silk threads, and the delicate texture of Lin Yang’s skin remained lingering on its fingertips.

“Desire… is it?”

Lin’s expression suddenly turned cold. It tilted its head toward a certain direction, its figure vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Fifteen minutes later, Shang Xuan, who usually followed Qi Xun, stumbled into Lin Lin’s belly, dragging his heavy fishtail. “This is bad! The Evil God has started a slaughter! Lord Lin Yang, please go and persuade the Evil God!”

Lin Yang was currently busy with his own eyeballs. He had removed the white part of the spheres, keeping only the pure black pupils, and was using fire to refine them into smooth little beads. He intended to string them together into a crude gift for the evil creature.

Shang Xuan rushed in just as Lin Yang was stringing the seventh bead. At the news, the chain snapped in his hand, and the seven pure black beads refined from eyeballs scattered all over the floor.

Lin Yang stood up, his voice cold. “Take me there.”

Inside the giant rock’s belly, a man’s cursing was the first thing heard.

“This damn thing isn’t my son, it’s a monster! I’m going to eat it today to satisfy my hunger!”

The man was named Su Gang, a Silver Merman with a human torso and a fishtail, quite robustly built. He stood before a pot of boiling water, kitchen knife in hand, shouting fiercely at a woman in the corner.

The woman was a Silver Merman with human legs named Lü He. Her limbs were slender, and her belly was high and rounded; she looked as strange as a four-legged spider. Lü He held the wailing infant in her arms. She clutched the warm, tiny body tightly, her own frame shivering slightly. She shouldn’t have needed to fear a human, but after long, unceasing bouts of childbirth, her body had completely collapsed. She couldn’t even cast a single water-control spell, let alone kill the man before her.

She could only plead. Lü He felt hatred, but she had no other choice. Her eyes were moist, her expression mournful. “I beg of you, let him go. He looks exactly like our son when he was little. He is our son! Haven’t you also been suffering over his death these past few days? Why?! Why must you kill him now that he’s truly back!”

Lü He’s voice gradually became hysterical. Her delicate, gentle face twisted as she refused to yield an inch, defending the life she had nurtured.

“What do you know?! Hmph, so what if you’re a Silver Merman, you’re still just a woman, unable to distinguish right from wrong! Your womb is the only useful thing about you! I’m warning you, hand over that little monster. Eating him will fill my stomach! Although that dog King Zhuo forbids us from killing women, breaking your arms and legs doesn’t count as taking your life. That belly of yours can still give birth—ARGH!”

Suddenly, a fist smashed into his face. Su Gang fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. “Who? Who the hell dares to hit me?! ARGH!”

A foot stepped on Su Gang’s head. Countless black silk threads crawled out from the ground. They were no longer soft; they had become incredibly sharp, each strand capable of severing any creature’s head. They entwined Su Gang, digging into his flesh.

Blood sprayed out. A voice as heavy as a thousand catties pressed down: “The thing your mother regrets most should be giving birth to you. If she knew you humiliated women like this, would she have strangled you the moment you were born?”

Su Gang’s face was pressed against the ground. The silk threads—harder than steel—tortured his hands and tail until he wished for death. He howled in pain, sounding worse than a dying pig. “You’re a damn psycho! I’m disciplining my own woman! What’s it to you! My body is strong and can continue the bloodline. If you kill me, Zhuo won’t let you off, AAAAAARGH!”

Su Gang screamed in agony. His “equipment” that he was so proud of had been severed.

Fu Bai and Zhuo rushed in with guards. The stench of blood in the stone house was already overwhelming. This was the fourth household attacked tonight. Without exception, they were all families who had taken infants back earlier in the night.

Zhuo stood before the humans and Silver Merfolk, his silver eyes closed. “Great Evil God, please quell your anger. These are my subjects. If they have erred, I am willing to punish them on your behalf.”

A Silver Merman named Shan spoke up: “King, you needn’t waste words with it. What stands here is merely a duplicate of the monster. A duplicate cannot achieve the immortality of the main body; if we kill it, tonight’s disaster will be solved. We’ve killed this monster’s duplicates so many times before; we can do it again this time!”

Even though the price paid each time was tragic.

“I don’t agree.” Lin Yang’s voice rang out. He entered, followed by Shang Xuan.

Fu Bai was surprised. “Lin Yang? Why are you here?”

Lin Yang had gone to the first attacked household first. He arrived too late; the evil creature was already gone. Both the male Silver Merman and the human woman had died tragic deaths, leaving only the infant lying safely and unharmed in a pool of blood.

Shang Xuan, who understood the situation, explained that those parents had intended to kill the child, believing it was a monster that shouldn’t exist—thereby drawing the ire of the Evil God. Qi Xun had entrusted him to watch the families who took children back, telling him to find Lin Yang if anything happened. But the Evil God killed too quickly; in the blink of an eye, it had reached the fourth house. It seemed able to sense which infants were near death and pinpointed the locations accurately.

When Lin Yang and Shang Xuan followed him here, they heard every word of Su Gang’s tirade. Shang Xuan clenched his fists. “How can he speak of his wife like that? Is he even a man?!”

Lin Yang’s knuckles cracked as he balled his fists. He was expressionless. “You should ask how this kind of beast hasn’t gone extinct from this world yet.”

Just as he was about to charge in, the evil creature had already kicked that disgusting beast away. Lin Yang stood at the entrance, positioned opposite Lin. Lin heard Lin Yang’s “I don’t agree” and met his gaze with its silver-white eyes.

Lin Yang mouthed the words: Good job.

Shan remembered the Grand Ritualist’s warning not to look directly into the Evil God’s eyes, but it dared to look at Lin Yang. It knew this beautiful youth—it was said he used fox-like charms to coax the Evil God. But who could guarantee this youth wasn’t on the monster’s side?

Shan glared at Lin Yang. “This monster has killed four families, yet you dare speak for it? Are you on our side, or the monster’s?”

“This fourth family doesn’t seem to be dead yet. Did you miscount?” Lin Yang said coolly.

“You!”

Lin Yang walked through the crowd and stood between Zhuo and Lin. “From beginning to end, I have stood on the side of humanity, prioritizing human interests. But that is on the premise that the other party is actually human.”

Lin Yang glanced sideways at Su Gang on the ground and pointed a finger at him, smiling like an innocent child. “This kind, who eats his own children and humiliates his wife… in my eyes, he doesn’t count as human. Never mind the Evil God killing him—I’ll kill every one of them I see.”

After Lin Yang appeared, Lin released Su Gang. It was furious, but it remembered the consequences of killing someone in front of Lin Yang last time.

Su Gang was still breathing. He crawled forward. “It’s not like that! The thing sent back isn’t my son at all! It’s a monster! The Evil God is teaming up with this little monster to kill me! If we let this little monster grow up and hide among us, won’t it wipe us all out one day?!”

“Exactly! These infants sent back must die!”

“They must die!”

A portion of the humans and Silver Merfolk shouted loudly. Fu Bai called for calm several times to no avail; Zhuo did not state his stance.

Lin Yang’s long blade suddenly slammed into the ground. The crowd fell silent instantly. Lin Yang memorized those shouting faces and sneered: “It seems there are quite a few non-humans mixed in. Today, whoever dares touch this mother and son, I will kill them. All of you, get out.”

Fu Bai stepped forward. “Everyone, please go back. I guarantee on the reputation of the Grand Ritualist that there is nothing wrong with these children. They will not threaten our survival.”

Looking at the blade in Lin Yang’s hand, the crowd dispersed like a receding tide.

A four- or five-year-old girl was about to leave when she suddenly turned and ran to Lin Yang. “Big brother, thank you for protecting Auntie Lü He. Little Ya’er will remember you.”

Lin Yang, who had been so imposing just a moment ago, was now at a total loss. His ears burned red as he whispered, “Thank you.”

Help me. These soft, cute little lives are truly beautiful, but I really don’t know how to deal with them!

Little Ya’er’s mother hurried over to take her away, fear visible in her eyes.

Fu Bai and Zhuo remained. Zhuo bowed ninety degrees. “I apologize. It was my failure to discipline my subjects. Please do not hold a grudge, Great Evil God.”

Zhuo believed Fu Bai’s judgment. If Fu Bai said Lin Yang could reform the Evil God, then the previous methods were no longer necessary to execute—they would only worsen the relationship between the Evil God and the surface dwellers.

Lin did not respond. It loathed every human and Silver Merman here; sooner or later, they would all become corpses. The one most deserving of death was lying right on the ground. Lin’s killing intent was laid bare.

Su Gang felt the threat of death. Tears and snot flowed unceasingly as he crawled to Zhuo, clutching his feet. “King, save me, I beg of you! I am your subject! I can help you propagate the offspring, please!”

Lin Yang took Lin’s hand. “Death is the easiest punishment. I’ll teach you an interesting one.”

Lin Yang spoke in a devilish whisper: “Break this beast’s limbs and install a womb in him. Let him nurture new life every day and night until the day he dies.”

Lin was puzzled, but did as instructed.

This did indeed sound more satisfying than simply killing the beast.