The music was still low, but it seemed to become more exciting.

Some "people" with extremely deformed bodies walked into the opera hall amid such music.

Most of them were dressed in extremely bright but ragged aristocratic costumes, which were made up of red of different colors.

This is in sharp contrast to their extremely pale skin and wigs.

These "people" are generally taller than two meters, but most of them are very deformed, with physical abnormalities such as hunchbacks, tumors, or lame legs.

It just doesn't seem to have much impact on them.

But what is even more terrifying is that their heads seem to be twice as small as ordinary people, their faces are very distorted, covered with gangrene, and there is almost no symmetry.

The mouth with a protruding jaw occupies most of the face, and there are many teeth growing in disorder, emitting a choking stench.

When these terrifying creatures entered the field, several survivors almost forgot to breathe and stopped trembling.

"Twisted—Fallen Noble—Subborn."

This is what they know, the classification of these life-averse names, a human transformer who is more unacceptable than distortions.

At this time, several heart-wrenching screams came from a room.

Several small "degenerate sons" carried the "dining plate" transformed by the sedan chair and walked out of the room where several survivors had just escaped.

On each "dining plate", there is a survivor who is nailed to the "dining plate" with wooden nails pierced through the abdomen and is constantly wailing.

The wooden nails were nailed in a skillful way, avoiding important organs, but only brought in unspeakable pain and despair.

Their hands and feet were tied up by ropes with thorns, and they could only twist, struggle, and scream on the "dining plate".

On the stretcher, there are many short and sharp thorns, and each twist will cut through the skin on the back, causing even greater pain.

These "degenerate nobles-subborn bodies" seem to enjoy the torture screams accompanied by low music.

In order to ensure that they do not die, they were forced to inject some special liquid into them, making it difficult for these survivors to be easily killed by ordinary means.

This will make you more comfortable to enjoy this "feast".

As for whether this liquid will greatly overdraw the lifespan of survivors, they don’t care.

This time, a total of four survivors were carried out of the dungeon, and their faces were extremely twisted and mad, suffering from great pain.

"Kill me, kill me, please, kill me..."

"Don't torture me, please don't torture us, please let me die..."

"My parents...help..."

...

The screams and howlings of pain continued to echo in the opera hall with special structures.

The "degenerate son" was quite helpful to these screams that had been torn to pieces. The deformed and distorted face showed a terrifying "pleasure" and a roar of excitement.

With a bang, these stretchers were thrown onto the dining table.

The man under the table shivered, but fortunately, no "degenerate-child" seemed to have found him.

At this moment, there are hundreds of sub-body large and small here, and once discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable.

At this time, the opera hall suddenly became quieter, and all the "fallen noble fonts" knelt down and bowed their heads in a certain direction.

The next second, the man under the table suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression coming from that direction.

There is a larger stone arch, which continues to strengthen with the heavy pressure.

Several short and strong degenerate nobles walked out on a huge stretcher. On the stretcher was a degenerate noble individual who was bloated and fat, with a weak lower body and was completely unable to move on their own.

Its lower body has an inhealable wound.

It seems that someone was hit hard by someone at some time, but it obviously survived.

The man under the table deeply realized that this was the source of all the terrifying life in this basement.

"Fallen Noble-Source".

When we walked out of the mine, everyone received the task called "Exterminating the Remaining 'Nobles'".

But they didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at that time.

Because a lot of gains have completely blinded their eyes, even men themselves have gained a lot of benefits.

But after walking out of that collapse, they found themselves coming to an extremely huge underground town!

All the towns are dry bones, countless deformed human bones...

Then, while they were attacked by the "degenerate sons", they were dispatched to systematic tasks.

but...

This task cannot be completed at all.

Moreover, with the emergence of a large number of rats that can only be seen but invisible, the mine collapsed and they had no way out.

In the end, everyone was caught and suffered psychological and physical torture.

A sharp scream interrupted the man's chaotic thoughts. He heard the sound of flesh and blood being torn and torn from less than half a meter above his head.

The whole table was shaking.

These monsters can easily tear a person's body with just brute force...

They are as fragile as a piece of paper.

The blood kept dripping, and he even felt some blood splattering on him.

At the same time, a deformed aristocratic son's head fell off the table and rolled to the man's feet.

He trembled...

In this crazy, violent and win-win "feast", many "unqualified" children are also one of the foods.

However, these unqualified people are just side dishes.

He also saw some "rats" on the blurry reflection on the desktop.

Some "rats" that can only be observed by shadows and sounds.

As the "feast" continued, the screams above his head began to become hoarse and weak.

The movement of struggle is getting smaller and smaller.

In the empty and hoarse voice of pain, there is only despair, unspeakable despair...

And a little peace.

Finally, is it finally over?

The man bit the cloth in his mouth and couldn't help but think.

As soon as the bloody feast ends, he will immediately take the rest of his life and will never want to stay here for an extra second.

But at this moment, severe pain came from the heels.

However, the severe pain brought him more fear than the pain itself.

He subconsciously turned around and saw nothing, but there was an extra blood hole in the back of his feet.

A bloody hole that a rodent nibbles.

In the shadow further away, he saw a mouse standing at the back of his feet.

At this moment, the man breathed rapidly and his pupils dilated.

He suddenly realized...

Neglected.

His shadow...

Always exposed to the vision of the "noble".

Moreover, he only noticed now that the mouse seemed to have discovered him long ago.

In the shadow, several mice licked the ground in the place where they had just been pierced and bleeding.

It's over!

His brain seemed to be frozen.

Suddenly, the man's body trembled, his neck rusted, turned his head little by little, and met a pale and ugly face.

The red eyes on the pale face stared straight at him.

Then there is another one.

More ugly, pale, twisted faces stretched out from the table.

From their pupils that lack pigment, men only saw sarcasm and ridicule.

He unconsciously curled up at the bottom of the table, surrounded by pale faces and sight, and his heart suddenly stopped in this horror.

But...
To be continued...