Chapter 162 Wishing Cup Part Four
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The rotting flesh and thick juice poured into the basement like a flood, and the murky, stinking liquid rose with a gurgling sound, submerging past the waist and lungs. There was not a sliver of light in the basement, and it was impossible to see the path clearly.
Moreover, in the darkness, one could clearly hear the sounds of demons that had split from the monsters and from Shiranui, certain Demon God beasts crunching and sucking blood and flesh. Obviously, these disgusting meat juices were great supplements for them. Just listening to the sounds was akin to beholding a scene from the demon caves of Hell.