"Gurgle!"
"Tsk tsk!"
"...."
In the next moment, the raving disciples nearby, who had not yet completely devoured the strange little figures on their bodies, all stopped their actions, greedily watching Chu Shiyong.
"Haha, bring me more, more. I feel like I am about to become a first-grade Rune Seed!"
With his words, a more intoxicating scent of blood spread.
The intoxicated crowd below seemed to sober up a bit, or rather, they fell into greater madness. One by one, under the moonlight, they looked at their colleagues around them with chilling eyes.
And with Chu Shiyong's words, all the odd little figures around him rushed at him, clung to him, and started devouring ceaselessly.
Under the moonlight, Chu Shiyong's flesh and blood was clearly emanating a rich bloody aroma, but not a drop of blood was flowing out.
His flesh was purely white. Under the ghouls' chewing, it was like the purest fat being swallowed mouthful by mouthful.
