Men In Black Insects Novels & Stories

Jack’s black mosquitoes were specially bred to take people’s lives, and they were weapons used to kill people, just like Falco’s Parasitic Worm. Aivan’s blood mosquitoes, on the other hand, had a relatively milder killing power.

One of their most popular videos was playing, though its volume was at the minimum. On it, Eva and Xylo were in their mecha as the two fought against a horde of incoming giant insects. Thousands of giant armored insects with scythe-like segmented legs advanced on the two with relentless fervor. Both of the Ravens’ rifles and shoulder-mounted guns blasted into the chittering swarm and punched through their thick chitinous hides. Bullets pierced through, and their mostly-liquid innards flew out behind them. And although they tore through countless insects, the damage they did hardly mattered. Or rather, all they did was slow down the tide.

Black blood also fell on my face. "KYAA!" I quickly rolled away from his body. I'm nauseous; their fight is disgusting. Also, the black blood on my face smells like chicken dung. "King Oliver!" From the mansion fence, it can be seen that Oliver's members are running back to get closer. Oliver pulled a stake from one of the bodies in his hand. The five men died from his strength, and, like other members, they turned into dust. The face in my blood also disappeared, along with the bodies of the destroyed five men.

With that, several insects entered the bodies of several people. As the epitome of stubbornness, Andrius specifically instructed two insects to enter the Second Elder’s body.

Dim fluorescent lights buzzed overhead like dying insects. Hanging around them in a loose, predatory circle were six muscular men with necks thicker than Mitch’s thighs and eyes as dead as a shark’s. They had the look of men who collected ears like baseball cards. “Where… where the fuck are we? Who are those guys?” Mitch whispered weakly. Jake’s head lolled slightly.

My left hand found her waist, while my right hand held the curtain pole tightly. “ We know you are there. Come out!” I thundered. Seven huge men clad in an all black outfit slowly advanced. Half of their face was also covered by a black mask, but their eyes were glowing. Their claws and fangs were extended to their full length. They all have a deadly look in their eyes, and I scoffed. Bloody fools. I bent to Marcelene’s level and whispered into her ear. “It seems you love dancing in the rain. We shall dance. This time, you just need to follow my lead.” She nodded.

He smiled and crossed the street, not actually knowing where to go or what to look for. There was a loud sound, like the sound of an empty metallic vessel. It echoed through the city and reverberated in Ginika’s ears. The sound made the city stood still, and as Ginika watched the street, he saw some men in black uniforms, sitting elegantly on their black horses. The armor of these men looked like the scale of a crocodile and reflected an oil feel when the sun showers on them. The tomatoes trader was not looking, so Ginika crawled under her table, walking with his elbow and knees to get a proper view of what was happening. The whole children in the Kingdom were lined on the street, and the me

She felt certain now that her missing students had met the same fate. Hatred for the base surged through her. Yet two questions burned. Why? Was food truly so scarce that they had to kill students? Young laborers held more value alive. At that moment, a door to the adjacent room opened. A tall man emerged, straining under the weight of a wooden crate. He set it beside the machine and flipped open the lid. Inside writhed a dense mass of black bodies. A scream rose in Ilyana's throat. The crate was filled with cockroaches. The man dumped them into the machine without hesitation.

The crowd erupted into applause again. “Is it time yet?” I moaned loudly. “I’m getting hungry.” “I think she’s ready, are you all ready?” Tremaine asked the crowd. They responded with more frantic cheering. He called to “bring in the boys” and in they came. Five of the biggest, blackest cocks I’d ever laid eyes on swung onto the set, all attached to five of the most muscular men I’d ever drooled over in my wildest, wettest dreams.

I turn my head around just to catch a glimpse of what’s making the trees fall one by one. But the second I turn around, I can’t avert my eyes. My body freezes in place. I’m bewildered at the sight above me. A man with huge, black wings is flying through trees as he picks up the men one after the other. He summons blades made of black smoke, and he directs them through the men. When he kills the first man, his lifeless body falls from the height with black blood oozing out of him. In a swift wave of his hands, a mist of black smoke moves, cutting off the heads of the other two.