Extreme fear filled George's body and mind, and the temperature of his body suddenly increased, and even the increasingly ferocious torrential rain could not cool down.

The icy water trickled down the folds of his raincoat and slammed down on the air-conditioned unit at George's feet.

With his left hand in his arms, he gripped the hilt of the short knife.

"Uncle, why don't you come back and see me?"

"Dad said it's rude not to stare at people when he speaks."

"Uncle, you look so ugly, unlike us."

"Uncle ......"

Something touched George's back, swimming along the texture of his muscles under the impact of the rain.

He tilted his head slowly.

Use the corner of your eye to see what is behind you.

But only a huge shadow was seen under the rain curtain.

"Uncle, what are you looking at?"

"You won't ......"

“…… It's the bad guy, right? ”

The little girl's voice suddenly became thick and hoarse, as if red-hot coals had been shoved into her throat.

It was like biting steel between its teeth, bursting out with a piercing roar.

【Bang!】 】

A stone's throw away.

The two heads in the window in front of George were suddenly lifted forward by their arms, and their pale faces were pressed against the glass.

Their faces were squeezed and deformed, and their eyeballs almost burst out of their sockets stared at George.

[Phew!] 】

With the force under his feet, the entire air conditioner was overturned by the huge force, and George fell down.

In the process, he pushed his left elbow back, letting the things behind him retreat in pain, and his right hand slashed back fiercely, and the sharp dagger easily cut through what was swimming along his muscle texture.

[Bang-]

George fell heavily into the water, and he didn't have time to see what had attacked him, so he just ducked into the shadows of the storefront in the form of a carp rolling.

Only then did he look up at the thing that was wailing after the pain.

Is that......

Skin!

A hollowed-out human skin!

Not one, dozens or hundreds of naked human skins floated in the rain, and clumps of sticky, slippery slug-like creatures could be seen in the hollow eye sockets.

They appeared out of nowhere, and then floated silently behind George, silently making an unsettling sound from the one in the forefront.

It's all ...... The human skin of a child.

There are at least forty or fifty of them.

The human skin face was lit with a blush that could not be washed away, and the skin was as pale as a piece of paper, and each of them had an innocent smile on their face.

If it weren't for the huge clefts that ran down their jaws and down to their crotches, George could see a shallow layer of slug-like creatures wriggling inside the human skin, and he would have thought they were real people.

[Boom!! 】

Thunder roared.

The light of the lightning illuminated the terrifying expressions on the faces of these skins that seemed to be eternal and unchanging, and slugs crawled in and out of their eye sockets, nostrils, or ears.

The skins were pulled from the children's bodies, all of whom were probably less than ten years old.

George alertly leaned his back against the solid wall, the short knife in his hand across his chest.

The skins suddenly brushed their holes towards him, and the sound was so neat that it could almost be recognized as the same person, coming out of their unknown vocal organs—

"Uncle, are you a bad person?"

"Daddy told me to be careful of the bad guys."

"Uncle, do you want to go to the house to sit?"

"Uncle!"

"Uncle ......"

"Why are you here?"

"Uncle, are you here to save the girl?"

"I'm afraid, uncle, there's a bad guy bullying you."

"Uncle, why didn't you come earlier."

"You're a bad guy too......"

……

They make these unsettling, dizzying sounds, and at the same time slowly approach George as if they were being blown by the wind.

Surrounded from all sides.

The arm stretched forward, and countless slugs poked their heads out of the gaps in their skins.

George's Adam's apple rolls.

He moved his body carefully, and there were huge splashes of raindrops in the stagnant water, which fell on the surface of his feet.

"What are you?"

Dozens of skins did not answer, still moving slowly, and George had no way to leave.

"How did you get there?"

Still no response.

Their vocal organs are still saying things they don't understand.

It's like a ...... A child who is caught in some kind of danger and longs for someone to rescue.

Are they related to the emergence of desperate believers?

Perhaps the answer is already close at hand.

Suddenly, the system detected the information of these things.

[Alien: Painted Skin]

[Level 1 outliers.]

Comments: Very weak species, even an ordinary person can deal with it, but you must be careful of the "deceitful children" who parasitize on them.

Notes: Are you really sure you're going to see the desperate truth?

Weaknesses: strong light, high temperature. 】

Very weak outliers?

George breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't even deal with a single believer right now.

【Bang!】 】

George smashed open the glass of the fire cabinet on his side with the hilt of his knife, and reached in with his right hand to hold the top of a fire extinguisher.

Since the birth of mankind, except for a few people, the power that no one has ever experienced has been transmitted to every inch of flesh and blood along his muscles and nerves.

For a moment, George's adrenaline was pumping, his vision was farther, his hearing was more sensitive, and his skin temperature was over 40 degrees Celsius.

Even so, his brain was not burned by the heat.

"Boom!!"

"Thorn-"

The fire extinguisher was waved by George, and the red weight cut through the rain curtain, creating a fan-shaped dry vacuum in an instant.

A painted leather-backed fire extinguisher, which had almost pounced in front of him, swept over, and the entire leather bag was directly flattened, and dozens of wriggling gray-black slugs with colorful stripes landed on the slightly dry steps.

Out of the corner of his eye, George caught a glimpse of their human-like mouthparts, which were emitting the sounds of young children that seemed to be demagogic.

[Smack! 】

【呲呲——】

As soon as George stepped on it, three or four slugs burst into juice.

Sticky bodily fluids remain on the soles of his feet, giving them a disgusting touch.

These slugs are the so-called children of deceit.

The sections that landed on the steps scrambled to escape into the water, but were trampled to death by George one by one.

At the same time, the short knife in his hand sliced through the skin-painted sac with precision, pulling it directly from the shoulder blade to the ankle, almost splitting it in two.

The rest of the painted skin faces showed expressions that seemed to cower in horror, but they had no flesh and no bones, how exactly did they do this?

George retracted his body, a short knife in his right hand, a fire extinguisher in his left hand, and his strength was stored to his feet, and he could burst out with amazing power at any time.

He had already tested the combat power of this weak and alien species.

It's very vulnerable.

Even an average untrained adult can deal with two or three.

But the child of deceit is extremely uncomfortable.

When George killed them, he felt something very diaphragmatic and disgusting enter his mind.

That seems to be ......

A memory?