"Uhh

Colin closed his eyes tightly and suddenly felt a strong desire to eat welling up in the depths of his soul.

There was a faint sound of gnawing, chewing, and swallowing from nowhere...

The stomach and intestines gurgled in twitching.

The smell of the whole world became very attractive at this moment, stones, bricks, wood, human flesh, blood, everything in sight was emitting a great fragrance...

The intense hunger pang is growing.

"I really want to eat something..."

"No, you can't eat..."

Colin's facial features were distorted, he bent down slightly, covering his mouth with one hand and his stomach with the other, his eyes felt a little dizzy, and his consciousness was a little blurred under the intense hunger.

Although he was too hungry to eat, he did not dare to eat anything at such a time, and he had a hunch that if he started eating, he would immediately lose control of it.

You have to hold back!

After a few minutes of hard work, the intense hunger slowly subsided.

Colin gradually came back to his senses, and suddenly felt a sweet rust taste in his mouth, and he spat on it, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he saw that the spit was full of blood and rubble and some tooth fragments.

Shaking his head vigorously, he realized that he was squatting on the ground at some point, holding a stone in his hand, and the stone was full of tooth marks.

In addition to the smell of blood, there are many small broken stones in the mouth...

"I was just eating stones?"

Colin blinked again, woke up suddenly, and threw the stone out of his hand with a snap.

It was only then that he realized what he had done.

Prompted by that intense hunger, he found a stone from nowhere, squatted on the ground and gnawed wildly, gnawing until his mouth was full of blood, and most of his teeth were rotten, but he didn't feel anything at all...

The pain in his throat told him that some stones had been swallowed.

"Bah, bah..."

Colin spat out the gravel and dirt in his mouth, licking the broken teeth with his injured tongue, only to feel panic in his heart.

The incisors and mandibular central incisors are basically rotten and clean, and the posterior socket is sore and uncomfortable, and the dental nerve is directly exposed.

However, he didn't care about this innocuous little injury, and as soon as he became conscious, he began to check the information he had just predicted.

"Dead just closely? Is the intelligence in the church so bad? That thing is definitely not a change brought about by 'bestiality', what is going on in it? Hey, there's hardly much useful news..."

"This 'Book of Numerology' has been used in vain..."

Colin raised his hand and touched the blood on the side of his mouth, feeling that things were a little troublesome.

He knew that at the end of using the "Book of Numerology", the body would encounter it again and again in the form of hallucinations, but none of them were as serious as now.

If he had woken up a few minutes too late, he might have swallowed the whole stone!

Taking a deep breath, Colin glanced in the direction of the church with some palpitations, then withdrew his gaze.

Now he has abandoned all attempts to approach the church.

The next day, he was able to storm the church in the "Book of Numerology" and engage the "he" behind the door.

Until now...

He couldn't even get in the door, and it was cold, so cold and transparent, and he was almost polluted even if he didn't actually go in.

Obviously, it was only a few moments before the situation in the church changed dramatically.

I am afraid that the source of "bestiality" has been determined.

The difference is just that sooner or later you die.

Colin glanced up at the black fog outside Blackstone, and he was now sure that it wasn't "he" who made it.

It was the guy who tried to devour "him".

What's even more uncomfortable is that Colin is now unsure of which way to raise the opponent's hand, and not killing the "bestiality" is just a conjecture that has not been believed.

"If it weren't for the use of the 'Book of Numerology' this time, I specially chose a place where no one was, I'm afraid that the people around me might also be polluted and unlucky together, alas, yesterday I obviously had a certain premonition, and all the predictions of the church were in vain, but I still couldn't help but try it and see if I could get useful news."

Colin sighed, his mouth leaking, and his teeth aching.

Keeping his mouth shut, he got up and walked towards the castle, all he could do now was wait for the evening to dream and see if he could get any information.

At this time, the first floor of the castle was very "lively", and a large number of "bestiality" patients were strictly guarded and imprisoned.

Colin looked at them, and a thought flashed through his heart - should I let them be a part of myself?

It's just that as soon as this idea came out, he directly rejected it.

Because this behavior is no better than going to church, it has the same probability of triggering unpredictable changes.

In the absence of the "Book of Numerology", the risk is too great.

With this thought in mind, Colin closed his mouth again and sighed.

He felt like he was walking on a suspension bridge now, knowing that it would be safe to walk to the opposite side, but he was only halfway there, and he pulled the rope of the suspension bridge, and it looked like it was about to break.

Gathering his thoughts, Colin returned to the house and took out the "Gluttonous Mark" to heal himself.

The teeth could not be repaired, but the wounds on the mouth had to be treated.

It wasn't until night fell that all the commotion in Blackstone had subsided.

Colin lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and silently waited for the second "dream" to come.

When the consciousness sinks, I don't know how long it has been...

Colin in the dream suddenly woke up, and heard a terrible roar coming from a certain direction in the gray dream.

Compared to yesterday, the voice was weak, and at the moment it was like a wail before death.

However, thanks to its weakness, Colin was not awakened by the sound.

"Eating ritual..."

"Sacrifice..."

"Blood..."

Sacrifice? Sacrifice? Colin heard the message and realized in an instant that the sacrifice it was referring to was a "bestiality".

And it must be the fluid after the loss of control of the patients with "bestiosis" above the second stage.

The method of sacrifice is...

Just splash the liquid on the thin layer of black mist outside Blackstone City.

A minimum of 10 servings or more is required to take effect.

It's not a big problem, if I'm not mistaken, not counting the ones I absorbed, there are still forty or fifty liquids collected during this time. ’

But in this way, the first day the disaster was prevented, and I am afraid that not only did I try, but the 'he' probably also helped secretly. ’

In this way, because of my intervention, 'he' can eat 'bestiality' so easily." ’

Colin had some understanding of the situation in the past two days, and it was estimated that two beings he was not qualified to contact had clashed in some dimension that he did not know about.

The being that can cause "hunger" is trying to devour the source of "bestiality".

He was thus exploited to solve the first day of the outbreak of bestiality...

However, the déjà vu sentence at the end of the perceptual preknowledge content.

"Damn, it's really catching me and not letting go, right?"

Colin felt that this guy was too much, and after using him, he had to attack him and not give him a way out.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be fighting so hard now...

And just as his mind was uncontrollably diverging, another roar appeared.

It conveys the message...

"Don't... Sleep..."