Chapter 53: Worse than Death(2) (1/2)

Hicka produced a heart-wrenching screech that made everyone's scalp tingle in dread. However the main source of their terror wasn't his screaming but the scene that unfolded afterwards.

His hair started to fall, and in no time, he became bald without a single hair in his head. Even whiskers fell like a plant that caught a plague. But the terror had just begun—black mote surfaced on his skin and spreaded over his body, covering his entire being in black specks.

As the process continued, Hicka's howls grew ceaselessly; one could not envisage what kind of pain he must be going through to scream like this horrendously. His voice turned hoarse and croaky, his flapping and fumbling and quivering body started to lose its strength. In the end he could only twitch, but not move.

However this wasn't the end. The black skin over his body turned gloopy, and the yellow pus-filled his body. The twitching over his bald scalp could be seen—then something even more horrifying happened. His ears started to melt, turning into liquid and dripping on the ground, bit by bit, drop by drop.

Then his nose turned into fluid, rolling down from his face, his lips vanished as well, revealing black—that should be pink—gum inside his mouth. Hicka truly had turned into a man of horror at this moment.

”This this?!” Association Leader Barret Duncan screamed. Others also gawked at the scene with spooked gazes. None of them had seen such a thing ever in their lives. Such a horror could only happen in nightmares, not in real life.

”This is too horrifying.” The elder that acted arrogantly just a few minutes before, was shivering like a scaredy-cat and gulping down with trepidation. He looked aged than before, weak and feeble and older. If he had known that this innocent and frail-looking kid was this nightmarish, even someone had beaten him to death, he would have never dared to come here. Alas, there was no medicine of regret in this world.

Behind both of them stood Elder Yel timidly. He had no courage nor strength to speak at this moment. His face portrays the dread inside his heart. His legs trembled, and it looked like he wouldn't last long; but he remained standing, gawking at Hicka and his rotting self.

On the other side, Fenon and others had already wet their pants; Jenna wasn't an exception. All of them gathered at the corner timidly and looked at the horror taking place in front of their eyes. None of them paid heed that they had already pissed their pants and the liquid puddled under their feet as the reek wafted them.

Just when everyone thought that this nightmare was about to end, something more scalp-tingling and terror-stricking started to happen—inside the pus small worms started to wriggle. As that happened, Hicka gave a heart-wrenching screech and once more started to howl like a madman on the floor.

Now even Kadyn felt his heart clenching in trepidation. This Punishment Worse than Death was too horrifying, too too horrifying. Inside the pulpy head of Hicka wrigglers squirmed. In no time his entire body filled with maggots. Twisting and turning and eating the fresh pus that had formed on his skin. The rotten stench of the flesh wafted the entire hall.

Kadyn had the urge to vomit but he controlled himself. However others couldn't hold. Barret and Elder Yel and the old man shot the food out of their mouths that they had eaten not long before.