The leper grinned his rotten mouth, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth, and he frantically stroked his ugly face full of lepers, revealing a girlish smile, and then turned into madness! He went crazy, he tore his clothes, exposed his thin chest to the air, and then stretched out his rough right hand, which was full of dirt between his fingers, and kept scratching his chest until the white ribs were revealed above the bloody chest, and he clenched the ribs that were still warm, and in the midst of an obsessive and crazy smile, he broke them with his own hands, and the still beating heart was dug out of his chest by force.

Steaming red blood stained his dirty hands, he fell to his knees unreasonably, put his bright red heart in front of him, and sang feverishly and madly with his empty chest to the ground! Begging!

"Praise be to you! Begging for you! Let the unclean souls remain in the temple! Delight you day and night! ”

Endless malice rang out from the void, "How are you worthy?" ”

What a mockery and ridicule, the undisguised disdain and contempt that froze the poor and dull man, who hesitated, his bloodshot eyes wide in disbelief, and he lifted his bent body, and asked in confusion and confusion in the horrified gaze of his younger brother:

"Am I not religious enough?"

"No, no, no!"

The shadows hidden in the dim landscape burst into laughter, whispers rang out everywhere, mockery of the foolish, contented laughter at the heart of the man, "This is a deception!" A scam to fool mortals! ”

Tears of blood slipped from the corners of his eyes, and shadows rushed out of the gloomy scene.

Since then, beautiful and excellent dancers have entered her stage!" The shadows shouted in unison, "It is a drama that no one can hear, it is a drama of the madness of all things." Wish! Wish! I wish the performance will attract the madness of all beings! ”

The shadow crept like a living creature from the kneeling legs of the leper head, like a venomous viper, slowly seeping through the fleshy void. The leper head scratched his cheek in pain, but a mad smile had long since crept up his ugly face.

Restraint! Restraint!

How can such a restrained smile be worthy of such a gorgeous stage!

He pulled out the dagger hidden in his waist, inserted it into his mouth, and swiped it to the left and to the right.

As rust-smelling blood oozed out, he opened the corners of his torn mouth and laughed maniacally!

His cloudy eyes gradually became filled with a dull white light, and he stood up and bowed to Fran, a harbinger of the opening of the dance. The dagger, which still dripped, was still dripping with the blood from the corner of his lips. The corners of the mouth that had been cut open slightly, humming incompatible music, and the empty chest was exposed to the air, already stained with a shadow.

The heart, which had been thrown to the ground at random, was quietly touched by a shadow hand, causing a bleak landscape to churn, as if countless shadows were hiding in it, vying for the delicacies that still had its warmth.

Someone rushed to Fran, not knowing whether to take hostages or beg on their knees. But none of this matters. The leper head, which could no longer be called a human being, jumped high, put his palm against the back end of the dagger, and stabbed the dagger into the back of the man's head with a rapid falling gesture, and then, in a mad laugh, like a bird, fell to the ground with a graceful backflip, and the blood spurted, and the man fell to the ground.

The leper laughed maniacally, put his hand on his chest, and bowed to the invisible audience around him to thank him. Then, a bloody, yet elegant, and perfect dance appeared on this sleek and bright stage. It is a strange dance mixed with various dance genres, and it is known for its beautiful ornamentation and brutal murderous action. The graceful dancing head of the leper sometimes moves slowly, like the waves in the flat lake; Sometimes it is like a leaf wrapped in a whirlwind, flying rapidly. For the audience, it's just a dance of beauty and perfection, but for those who fled, it was a dance of death!

In the crowd of thugs who were scattered, no one dared to take a step closer to the limousine, Fran put the pistol in his pouch and pulled the car door open, isolating all noise and madness.

There is no need to continue watching, who can master this weird and extreme ability except for those so-called evil god believers?

Outside the car, the deadly dance was still going on, but the spell that lingered around the old butler had gradually dissipated, and he opened the driver's door, his well-made suit still without a wrinkle.

"This is the lowest-level spell array of the Mad Lady, the Hall of Wild Dance." The old butler explained softly, "I am a believer in Madame Hustle. But don't worry, I don't have any ill will towards you, young master. ”

Looking at Fran's expressionless expression, he had a headache, this child was already suspicious by nature, and at this time he had no choice but to be recognized, but it made Fran more than one level more wary of himself.

"Alas......" the old butler sighed, the killing outside the car was nearing its end, "I will inform your brother about the devouring of desire, presumably he will speed up his journey to the Orin plane." You'll probably be confident that I have no ill intentions against you. ”

"Brother?" Fran pronounced the two words, somewhat unfamiliarly, that had never come out of his mouth. Puzzled, he had never heard of any of his relatives, let alone his brother or anything like that.

"Yes, since you are the second family of the Celebrator, according to the custom of the Plane of Bliss, you have an elder brother. Your brother is on his way to the Olin Plane. The old butler nodded, and casually removed the spell array outside the car, but did not start the limousine, "As for the devouring of desire, what I know is not very clear. It is only known that this is a stage that believers in the feaster must go through, and it is said to be related to the growth of the individual, similar to the pre-adulthood of human eating. Be sure to pay a little attention to this, at the moment you may only develop an appetite for high-energy creatures, but in the later stages, it is not ruled out that mortals may trigger your appetite. ”

The old butler paused, and then said, "For the safety of Mr. Poson and Miss Molin, I suggest that you have at least one meeting with your brother. I will inform him about your situation by some means, and he will bring you enough food for you to grow. ”

Fran laughed to himself, "Then you will arrange it, Mr. Butler." ”

The old butler's words can be regarded as grasping his weakness, so what if he doesn't believe it? At this time, Fran didn't dare to gamble at all, since the first time that irrepressible appetite appeared, there has always been a sense of fear in his heart, afraid that one day he will wake up from the night, and he has unconsciously swallowed the brother and sister who have depended on him since childhood.