Doll House(19)

The Madam looked undeniably different, she seemed almost life-like, the rosy colour of health blooming on her face.

Clouds of white wafted through the air from the food.

The woman started, "You all must be starving, yes?" Well, fortunately, We made you all something delicious!" She pointed to the table with the piping hot bowl down. "Have a taste, won't you?"

It was a bowl of thick soup filled with delicious ingredient, however the most eye-catching ingredient of them all were the massive meatballs. There were plenty of meatballs to go around; some sank to the bottom of the bowl, others remained afloat, and some even bobbed beneath the surface only to rise back up, but all of them added to the rich taste of the soup, giving rise to an intense aroma that drifted throughout the room.

And yet, not a single person moved to the table after catching sight of the fresh meatballs in the soup. Rather, the only thing that moved was the expression on their faces, gradually darkening and twisting into an uglier expression, an expression that exemplified the emotions that had soon took ahold of everyone's heart-sheer horror and utter disgust.

"Delicious."

Not a single person moved; everyone was as frozen as a statue.

Although the meatballs looked undeniably tantalizing, everyone was obviously thinking the same dreadful thing-just what kind of meat was used to make those meatballs?

"Hm? How strange? Why won't any of you eat this?"

Utterly baffled, the Madam continued pestering them with questions. Carefully tucking her hair behind her ear and hunching her back forward, she took the initiative to pick up some chopsticks and soon reached for a meatball. "It's very delicious."

She raised her chopsticks to her mouth and gobbled the meatball whole. Bits of the juicy, blood-red meatball were stuck between her bright white teeth; the way she chewed loudly as the grease dripped down her lips made it seem as though the meatballs were unimaginably exquisite.

Watching this nauseating scene stimulated Lui Quishi, once again leaving him with his hands tightly covering his mouth in an attempt to suppress his desire to hurl. The others' complexions weren't looking any better than hers, but the woman didn't seem to notice this. She caught another meatball with her chopsticks and proceeded to stuff it into her mouth, her face colored with pure satisfaction as she ravenously swallowed it down.

"Crunch. Crunch." With every meatball devoured, the hostess' face grew more content. Issued from the depths of her mouth was a dull sound similar to that of fragile bones being chewed on. Lu Quishi finally couldn't endure hearing that disturbing noise.

Green vomit overflowing from the hand at his mouth

Finally perceiving their terror, yet seemingly unable to understand the reason for their expressions of fear, the woman mumbled to herself, "Is the food served tasty ? But the children likes it, all of them like to eat it!"

The air was filled with a deafening silence. No one breathed a word.

"What a suprise!"

Under the nervous and frightened eyes the absent butler manifested into the eyes of the players, ignoring them he made a beeline for the table.

"Oh what a joy! Today's kitchen has done an exemplary job for dinner. Bless, the Madam's soul for allowing her faithful servant to feast with her on such a grand occasion!"

Sitting at the end of the dining table, the butler stretched out a skinny and claw like hand and picked up the what resembled an oily human leg that had been roasted. The mouth that was large and oddly proportioned slowly opened, and the corners of his mouth almost split to the roots of the ears, revealing The sharp teeth are staggered, spreading towards the throat layer by layer.

Like some kind of huge monster at this moment. Just looking at them makes people feel an inexplicable fear and tremor.

All the players were pale, they couldn't help feeling cold, and subconsciously held their breath.

Their eyes were stuck in the heart ppounding horror scene. They couldn't move anything. They could only watch the butler put the leg directly into his mouth, and his cheeks and throat were accompanied by a slow motion. Slowly chewing and wriggling, making scalp numbing gnawing and swallowing noises, the chewed minced meat and bone residue wrapped in thick grease dripping from the corners of his mouth, falling down on the snow white tablecloth.

The scene before them is creepy.

Expressionless male servant and maid appeared and placed the silver plates one by one on the table, and reached out their hands to lift the lid, revealing different dishes.

Another soup, the white ribs exposed in the creamy-white soup, and the slices of the fresh and tender meat that are cut into his mouth are slowly dripping with pink sauce, wrapped in the tender grilled shoulder meat.

The oily bacon is decorated with spicy mint white sauce.

From the color matching to the fragrance, every dish is particularly attractive.

But every player standing knows the ingredients of these dishes.

Or at least they could guess, from the size and length of the meat, it was the flesh of children.

They faces were shrouded in horror, as if their stomachs were overwhelmed, but they felt as if their feet was bound by this terrible sight, the mind is eroded and occupied, and the soul seems to be trembling and shrinking for in fear.

"Oh -- "

A player with low tolerance in his heart couldn't help but bow his head and retche.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to the wall for support, but what he felt was something like soft and slippery creeping flesh. He couldn't help but yell in horror, and walked back a few steps, if it weren't for another player who quickly held him with quick reflexes, he might just have fallen to the ground.

All the players were pale, they couldn't help feeling cold, and subconsciously held their breath.

Slowly chewing and wriggling, making terrifying gnawing and swallowing noises, the chewed minced meat and bone residue wrapped in thick grease

pulled backband was slowly sent to the butlers mouth like a meat grinder.

From the toes, to the thighs, to the hips, to the soft abdomen. Everything was eaten

"Crack, crack."

The sound of crushing bones seemed to be magnified several times by the second. The butler chewed and ate the internal organs arranged like a salad on the table, making a snort and grunting sound, splashing plasma and minced meat before their eyes. Most of the table was contaminated, and even players who were standing close were splashed.

The butlers squinted in delight, greed and hunger shining on his face.

At the beginning, the player could feel nauseous and disgusted, but by the time, the dinner was truly finished, they only had numb and silent faces.

There is a mess everywhere.

Then both the butler and the Madam stared hungrily at the players, a green ghostly light shining in their eyes.

In an instant, the interior of the entire castle was like a huge picture tainted with blood, and the sticky and smelly blood flowing arbitrarily along the first-level steps.

It was like an invisible water wave slowly rippling away, and a layer of a faint illusory image was gradually peeled away from the building surrounding them.

Everyone watched the exquisitely colored wallpapers, gorgeous and complicated decorations, and extravagant and exquisite sculptures disappear in front of their own eyes like a mirrore-the scene in front of them made them breathe in cold air and a layer of cold sweat erupted.

The walls and floor are like flesh and blood that has been stripped from a layer of skin. The scarlet surface is smooth and soft, as if thick and dark red blood is slowly leaking out all the time. It seems to be alive, with a strange pattern.

Pulsating.

Everything in the line of sight is dazzling scarlet.

The narrow corridor was filled with the smell of decay and humidity, and the old-fashioned light bulbs above the head made a sizzling noise. The light in the dining room was dark, and under the flashing light, you could see the surroundings. The walls were mottled and covered with copper-red rust marks.

The castle was slowly revealing its true appearance.