Chapter 372 Who is planning against me

Entwined within the crevices of the bones, writhing black flesh filled Vilimlo's claw, oozing an ominous aura, uneasily twisting about—you could even see a distorted vision of your own crazed laughter on its filthy surface.

Such a bizarre thing, was it Nia's snack cheese?

"Are you sure, Nia? If that's true, I fear I might have to file a complaint with the Executive Committee about Andrey's food safety."

Nia straightened her upper body and burrowed into the crevice of the giant claw as if entering the lair of a flesh monster. She plucked a tentacle with the white bone nails at the tip of her hand. The tentacle, which had been wiggling wildly, convulsed violently upon her touch, and finally dissolved into a puddle of foul-smelling black ooze. On Nia's crimson-black limbs, the ooze dissipated continuously, swallowed up by her skin.