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

On the car, Flanders could feel like there was something inside, which might be the core of the parade.

It was also a key to dealing with the parade.

As for what it was, Flanders did not know.

After all, one could not expect Flanders, who was quite a new strange creature to be so knowledgeable.

But it was foreseeable that if the parade continued to pass through the death bus, then no one on the bus would survive.

Of course, Flanders was a strange creature, not human. He did not know what kind of state he was in. As a strange creature, was he dead or alive?

If one were to delve deeper, this was a philosophical question that was worth pondering.

Flanders, who was not interested in philosophy, did not dwell too much on this topic.

“La la la la la la! La La la la la la la!”

“Hee-hee-hee-ha! Wuwuyaya! hehehehe!”

As the parade passed through, the music in Flanders’s ears became more eerie and terrifying.

It was as if there was no longer a need for disguise. The disguise of the celebration was removed, and the authenticity of the music was exposed to the ears of those who were still alive.

“Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah!”

“Wu Wu Wu!”

This sound caused all the survivors, except Edward, who had used a human-skin umbrella, to collapse mentally and die on the spot.

Blood flowed out from both of their ears, and each of them had an expression of extreme pain on their faces.

It was also fortunate that Flanders had placed the three prey in his territory beforehand.

Otherwise, he would definitely have been robbed.

Just as the float with the castle on it passed through Flanders, a voice rang in Flanders’ears:

“Hehe, you’re very interesting. Be my prince!”

The owner of the voice ignored Flanders’s wishes.

“From now on, you’re mine. You’re my husband!”

Before Flanders could react, a pair of pale, bloodless hands wrapped around his neck.

The owner of these hands was wearing a blood-red princess dress.

Unsurprisingly, this should be the core of the parade in the castle — the princess.

And Flanders was being targeted.

The princess did not reject the terrible touch of Flanders’s body at all. He looked at her with a smile.

To be honest, under normal circumstances, if Flanders was confessed to while he was in his original form, which was the scarecrow, Flanders would definitely find it extremely novel and gladly accept it.

But now… There was some novelty, but more of it was shock.

Because he did not even know when the other party had appeared beside him.

Very soon, no, it was as if she had teleported.

But it was not entirely true.

When he came back to his senses, Flanders clearly had the princess’s action of wrapping her arms around his neck in his mind.

But strangely, when the other party slowly hugged him, he did not react at all.

This kind of feeling made people feel very insecure.

Flanders did not know how the other party did it.

Crack crack crack!

He turned his head around and rotated the scarecrow’s head 180 degrees, facing the blood-red princess.

The blood-red princess had a petite figure, and her face was covered by a layer of blood-red gauze, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

It was hard to see, but it was enough to cause one’s imagination to run wild.

In terms of strength, this princess was far stronger than the death bus.

As for how strong she was, Flanders weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

At the very least, it was possible that… without a third-level skill, even if he attacked with all his might, he still would not be able to win.