Chapter 582 - That Familiar Smell, I Want to Eat Him! (1/1)

Chapter 582: That Familiar Smell, I Want to Eat Him!

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millry, I want to eat hi in my stomach, to make the at the blood red eyes that were hiding behind the shadow “You’re also looking at , I’ve already seen you You are just around hi my body You want to eatthat? What are you afraid of? Corew, and the , like he did not possess the emotion ‘fear’ On the red street, the red blood dripped on the red ground

In the alley that was groith decaying flesh andwith red eyes, inside the shadow that could not be touched by the light, e objects with scary faces walked out They could no longer be described by the siory either They had gone beyond murder or massacre—they were more than that They were not humans and could not have been humans They should be the creature native to the world behind the door

They were the residents of this nighty, and they survived on the negative e humans They did not have a fixed shaped and different froles If one really had to describe it, they were like bodies that were caught in a car accident and were dragged for miles by the tires They could not be called humans, or rather, they had obtained the huative eained a human consciousness and an appetite for the delicious object that was called huto serve ht and make me your main dish I saw the utensils that you have prepared, and I saw the greed in your eyes I sa you sed your saliva, and I sa excited your Ada,” the man screamed loudly and madly He did not evade or run and stood there to allow these things to surround hied the head of his lover, and for a mo; I love death, and I ad, and crying When a person is alive, they are never brave enough to voice their true opinion, but here I can do anything that I want There is no need to hide anymore There is no need to hide any huift my forone mad, but what is the difference between their madness and my madness exactly? I was once a doctor, but a doctor that can’t even save hi a doctor?”

The head in his palm slowly lowered The man’s eyes were filled with blood He looked at the monsters that approached him, and the smile on his face could not be hidden anyes of his lips parted to reveal an extremely scary sreatest hobby is eating, eating everything withinevery delicious h that would make one’s hair stand on end escaped from the man’s throat He was surrounded by all thesurrounded

“It isYes, withti time? Never mind, it is all the same In the end, they will beco with s because his power had reached an incredibly scary level When he ra out of his blood red coat

Many giant, thick chains that were made from many blood vessels slithered out from his back, like he was a monster with multiple tails The blood froze, and he looked suspiciously similar to the monster that was carved on the toilet of Chen Ge’s Haunted House

“There is an opposite to everything in the world, but huure out what the opposite of hosts, but after becohost but God! God that rules everything!”

The large chains swept the length of the street Once the monsters were touched by the chains, they exploded on the spot The chains were like snakes that had their own thoughts, drilling into the bodies of their victi into their hearts to suck out the nutrients Screams echoed up and down the street Theat an incredible speed

The hed, and his lips were torn open until they reached his ears He laughed and laughed until he cried

But the h like all the pain, all the regret, could be released froh, it’ll never be enough! I’ry, I need to consu I need to eat everyone that wants to eat h continued to echo out from his throat as blood trailed down his lips

No one knehat had happened to the man No one knehat had led hi that was certain—he was still alive, and he was keeping hihly disruptive ed the innuh the ed the monsters and ran down the street At the corner of the street, there was a burnt building

The building was about ten stories high Looking through the broken , there was a door in one of the rooms that was not blood red Half of it was red, and the other half was a normal brown In this blood red city, other than black that represented decay, red that represented violence, and gray that represented despair, there were no other colors

“Just behind that door, I can smell a very familiar smell It’s so tasty! I need to eat him! I shall bite on his skull little by little, suck on his bone marrow, and chew on his bones Yes, it shall be ed theHe looked up, and on the top floor of the building stood a man rapped in red clothes Thethe man in the doctor’s coat