Chapter 116 - The Blood-Red Princess (1/2)

Soon, the parade crashed into the death bus.

As Flanders had predicted, the death bus could not stop the parade.

The music and the cheers of the dancing and playing dolls mixed together.

It was a very strange feeling.

The babbling music did not stop.

The music sounded cheerful, and under normal circumstances, the rhythm would have made one feel light, and one could not help but move along with it.

But for some reason, the music, which sounded cheerful at first, actually made one feel uncomfortable.

There was a very strange feeling in it. It could not be said, but it did not feel good.

Flanders stood motionlessly on the bus. He did not panic at all because the enemy was about to rush in front of him.

Rather, under the stimulation of that strong sense of danger, Flanders was now somewhat excited.

He wanted to see how this Domain and this parade could make him feel a sense of danger, and even that his life was in danger.

The parade rushed over. One by one, strange-looking dolls with gutted bellies and exposed organs continuously passed through the death bus like transparent shadows.

In this intense collision, the death bus obviously had a strong reaction.

The entire area started to tremble. It felt like heaven and earth were about to be turned upside down.

Strange tremors, unpleasant sounds, and close contact with these things finally made some of the passengers on the death bus unable to hold on any longer.

“Ahhhhh!”

They cried out in pain. They felt immense pain in their bodies, and they wished they could die immediately.

When the dolls passed through the passengers, each of the passengers’ bodies began to turn illusory.

A human face seemed to appear on their faces.

The human face was in great pain. If one were to look carefully, one could see that the two faces were exactly the same.

It was as if what was about to break free was the passengers’ souls.

Scars began to appear on the passengers’ bodies, and then their internal organs began to spill out, their skin and flesh curling up.

Everything seemed to be upside down

Those who were supposed to be inside ran outside.

Those who were supposed to be outside ran inside.

Those who were supposed to be above ran down.

Those who were supposed to be below ran up.

Everything was going wrong!

One by one, the passengers turned illusory and were eventually eaten by the dolls.

At this moment, the ruptured stomachs of these eating dolls closed and rolled.

Then, one by one, rotting and ugly corpses were spat out of their mouths.

After doing all this, their originally closed stomachs split open again, and new organs were exposed to the air.

The entire death bus turned into a living hell in just a few seconds.

Only a few passengers were lucky enough not to be touched by the dolls, so there was no danger for the time being.

However, the scale of the parade was not small. If this continued, the probability of being touched by the dolls was almost 100%.

As for Edward, who had opened his human-skin umbrella.

Although he had also been penetrated by a few dolls, he was not dead yet.

No, it should be said that he was already dead at this moment.

However, he could still be released.

His face, which was covered in lividity spots, was painfully entangled together.

It seemed that it would not last long.

Flanders did not pay much attention to these things.

He kept staring at the several stage floats in the death parade.

One of them, the largest stage float in the center, caught Flanders’s attention.