"Ah~ I'm sorry, Lord." Rather than reacting to the sudden change in the mask, Touma's first reaction was to apologize hurriedly to Lord Gerota.
While playing in the lord's mansion, which was equivalent to the home of the mayor of his former world, he accidentally dropped the valuables displayed by the other party to the ground. If there was any damage, he would be doomed.
"It's okay, what's wrong, Touma, are you okay?"
The slipped mask fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Geralta looked at Touma strangely, not knowing why he did this. Just now, Touma dropped the mask as if his hand was burned by something. That was definitely not the case. It didn't look like it was careful but what happened.
Touma hesitated and touched his right hand. During dinner, he took off his thick leather gloves because it was inconvenient to use knives and forks. After eating, he completely forgot about it. , the gloves were still thrown on the table in the living room, and now I touched the mask with Fantasy Killer, and then this strange vision appeared. I believed that the feeling at that moment was definitely not an illusion, since the mask had an effect on Fantasy Killer Reaction That doesn't mean the mask itself isn't ordinary.
Geralota saw Touma stunned and didn't say anything. Instead, he bent down and picked up the mask and looked at it. It seemed that the mask itself was not damaged in any way.
"Your Excellency, this mask seems to be a bit..."
"Mask, are you saying there is something wrong with this mask?" Geralota, who was about to hang the mask back up, looked at Touma and asked.
Touma paused and seemed to want to tell what he had discovered, but then he thought it was hard to say it. He couldn't tell the secret of his right hand. If people in the other world knew that his right hand could erase all strange things, If it is an elephant, will someone cut off his own hand to study it
"This mask seemed to have shocked me just now."
"electricity?"
Geralta still seems to be unable to understand what the so-called 'electricity' means, but after touching himself, he doesn't feel anything strange. The mask feels as cold as ever, but he doesn't know if it's an illusion. Looking at it now The expression on the mask seemed to become more vivid, and it felt as if the entire mask had changed from a dead thing to a living thing.
Just when Touma was about to stop talking, a cat's cry came over and interrupted the two of them. At this time, the two of them discovered that Alulu was holding a black kitten in her hands and looking at the two of them curiously. Lotta recognized that the cat should be the pet of her younger sister Garsena. Originally, the little black cat was so attached to her sister that she didn't even want to get closer to her, but now she was rubbing the girl's face very affectionately in Alulu's arms. .
"Everyone is opening gifts, why don't you come over and take a look?" Alulu said while teasing the cat in her arms.
"Sena is opening gifts, okay! We'll be there soon."
After Geralta heard this, he put the mask aside casually. When Ma Ye scratched his head and walked out, he also tried to tease the cat in Alulu's arms on the way, but in the end, he was severely beaten by the cat with a look of disgust. took a bite.
But not long after the two people left the room, the mask placed aside gradually began to look strange. Some blood-like liquid seeped out of the mask and gradually dyed the delicate patterns carved on it red. There was a vague silence all around. The room seemed to be constantly recalling the shrill wailing sounds. It was not just the voice of one person, but tens of thousands of people wailing and screaming. Countless screams, begging for mercy, curses, and many others seemed to have been lost long ago. He lost his sense and turned into a madman, just constantly howling miserably.
'The seal of ┉god above gods is lifted┉No┉my lord Azathoth, I┉I┉what am I┉'
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When the silent whispers from another space spread, in a hotel in the town, the hotel proprietress who made many guests linger in the hotel today, a woman who was very affectionate with her husband even though her husband was already in the battle of Belika Fortress The long-gone beautiful woman who was always kind to no one, this beautiful woman who was usually secretly lusted after by many men on this street, was today in the underground wine cellar of her hotel to several men. Opened up his body.
Felician sat on one side of the cellar, wrapped in a quilt, and looked contentedly at the sexual scene of a man and a woman squeezing together in front of him. This sullen woman whose husband died seemed to be chaste and widowed, but she was I slightly distorted my spirit with the accessories, and the desire and hunger that had been suppressed deep in my heart burst out completely. As a result, I could not satisfy the hunger of this slut by myself. Thirsty woman.
But it doesn't matter if I can't satisfy this slut. Since there are so many men out there who like her, why not just be a good person and let everyone share a fairly delicious cake.
Felician, who was resting after being hidden aside, looked at the scene in front of him with a joking smile. When this woman seduced her a little coquettishly, so many men came. Looking at this situation, this woman may become this woman in the future. The special feature of the hotel is that anyone can sleep on her bed and taste her body.
"That's why I can't stop. How can I stop with this kind of power?" Felicien played with the ornaments in his hand triumphantly. This kind of power that twists other people's will, subverts common sense, and manipulates others at will is really too powerful. It's wonderful, more fascinating than any rights.
It's a pity that he had a problem with Princess Celine of the Carlseman Empire, but in the end he was reduced to venting his anger on such a lowly woman. The one who originally had this power was at least worthy of a beautiful and noble woman like Celine. As long as he tours the other half of the ornament and gains full power, he will definitely keep the princess of the Kalsemmen Empire by his side like a dog. Not only that, the Princess Silver Snow of this country is only worthy of lying on her back. Be a pet in front of yourself.
Looking at the woman who was being tortured like a puddle of mud by several men, Felician put on her clothes with some boredom and prepared to go out at night to see if she could take the opportunity to sneak into the inner city. If so, she would still I really can't live without a woman. After venting my anger on a woman's warm body and sweating, my condition got much better.
And just as Felicien walked out of the wine cellar that was already filled with some peculiar smell, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. It felt as if someone had pressed his chest fiercely with a soldering iron. Likewise, the pain is simply beyond words.
"Ahhhh!!"
Felician suddenly let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and fell down the stairs back into the wine cellar like a rolling gourd. Such a big movement immediately caused the invisibility spell to fail, revealing his figure. In an instant, the men who were still working with women were startled.
Ignoring the frightened and angry voices of those men, or the dizzy state of the fall, Felicien struggled and tore open his clothes, and the horrifying scene that appeared at the moment when the clothes were torn apart was immediately reflected in Felicien's eyes. In En's eyes, even those men who had been 'interrupted' and were preparing to teach Felicien a lesson were so frightened that they backed away.
The already vivid eyeball ornament hanging on Felician's chest really came to life at this moment. The three black pupils in the eyeballs rotated and looked around. After noticing Felician's presence, the three pupils turned together. Felician was stared at from above. For a moment, Felicien felt as if he was being stared at by some huge, ancient existence that could not be described in words. At that moment, his soul seemed to be penetrated. Out of the body and sucked into the eyeballs.
The most terrifying thing is that the eyes are firmly attached to Felician's body at this moment, and some blood-red biological tissues have even grown and integrated with Felician's body. As these biological tissues further develop, Spreading, the severe pain made Felician wish he could just die, but Felician did not die, and could not even fall into coma. He could only tear tendons, crush bones, and destroy nerves. Even the consciousness becomes blurred in the even more intense pain.
Just as several men watched in horror as Felicien was wailing and trying to get over him who was blocking the stairs to escape, their eyes instantly turned to the men and the woman lying limply on the ground not far away. The pupils of several people suddenly became empty in one second. Even the woman who was still completely limp on the ground quickly got up and stood naked like a controlled puppet. She even screamed at the top of her lungs. , his mouth and nose were oozing out in front of Felicien, who was donating blood.
Soon Felician's body started to struggle, and his soul with a blue light began to gradually float out of his body. Felician's soul was twisting and struggling silently, as if he was experiencing the world. Like the most terrifying thing, full of endless fear and despair, but no matter how hard he struggled, Felicien's soul began to slowly spin around his body, and then was extinguished with silent screams and wails. Inhaled into the pupils of the eyes.
In an instant, a burst of screams that made one's teeth feel sore came from the originally silent wine cellar, and then everything became peaceful again.
'My body, my other half┉Soon I will be whole again┉Soon I will be alive again┉'
Felicien, who stopped struggling, stood up and walked out with dull eyes. Several men and women behind him quickly put on their clothes and followed Felician out, regardless of the clothes on their bodies. There were traces of mess, and regardless of the surprised expressions on both the dining guests and the cleaning staff in the hotel, a group of people walked into the night and walked straight towards the lord's mansion in the inner city.