"Is this all the blood and flesh you've gathered?"
A dissonant voice emitted from within the blood-red glow shrouded in dark-purple aura, grating like nails scratching across glass, causing an average person's scalp to tingle at the mere sound of it.
If one were to directly absorb the impact and corruption contained within this voice, they would instantly descend into madness, losing all semblance of humanity and becoming a chaotic monster.
"Most people along the shores of the Eastern Sea live in village towns, and this entire town had only so many people. I beg the Demon Lord's forgiveness."
The person clad in a black cloak remained prostrated, respectfully saying, "In the next day or two, I will slaughter an entire county, gathering blood and flesh for your delight. It shall surely satisfy you."