"I'm so hungry, I want to eat him, eat all of them. I want them to become the food in my stomach, I want them to become my nourishment. "
The man looked at the sky, at the scarlet eyes hiding in the shadows.
"You're looking at me too, aren't you? Stop hiding, I've already seen you. You're around me, you're looking at my body, you want to eat me. You want to eat me too. But why don't you follow your instincts? What are you afraid of? Come out, come out! All of you, come out! "
The voice grew louder and louder, the whole street was filled with the man's roar. He was not afraid of anything, he did not seem to have the emotion of fear at all.
The red street, blood, dripped onto the ground.
In the alley with piles of rotten flesh and moss, in the sewer with red eyes, and in the shadows in the corners where no light could reach.
Strange and horrifying things walked out one after another.
They could no longer be described as simply horrifying or horrifying. It was not blood, it was not an aura that could be obtained by simply killing many people or slaughtering many things.
They were not humans, they could not have been transformed from humans, they should be living behind the door.
They were the life on the other side of the door, they were monsters that lived in nightmares, nibbled away at negative energy, and fed on the negative emotions of the living.
They did not have a fixed shape. They were different from humans. Their bodies and limbs. They were all twisted into impossible angles. If they had to be described, they were like the scene of a car accident, a dead body that was crushed under the car and dragged dozens of meters away.
They could not be called humans, or rather, humans. They had just nibbled away at the negative emotions left behind by too many living people, causing them to take human form. They had the same thoughts as humans, and they had fallen in love with the delicious food of humans.
"Are you waiting for me? Did you plan this from the start? Put me on the dining table tonight. Let me be your main dish. I saw the knives and forks that you prepared. I saw your greedy eyes. I saw the way you swallowed your saliva, and I saw your Adam's apple trembling with excitement. "
The man shouted like a madman, he did not dodge, he just stood there, waiting for something to surround him.
"Do you think I'll be afraid?" The man gently hugged his lover's body, his expression intoxicated.
"I like this feeling. I am infatuated with death. I adore madness. Between hysterics, I cry and roar. He could shout out all the things that he didn't dare to say when he was born as a human. Here, I can do anything I like. There was no need to conceal or hide anymore. I can make toys out of the limbs of living people. I can open my own skull and look at my own soul. Then, I'll use my past self as a gift to my present self. "
"A lot of people think I'm crazy, but what does that have to do with them?"
"I used to be a doctor, but what's the use of a doctor who can't even cure himself?"
The man slowly lowered the head in his hands. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked at the approaching monster, and the smile on his face could no longer be suppressed. The corners of his lips cracked, and the flesh was torn apart, revealing a horrifying smile.
"Right now, I can be considered a gourmet. My greatest hobby is to eat, to taste everything I see, to stuff all the delicacies into my stomach. "
A bone-chilling laugh came from the man's mouth.
He was surrounded by all the monsters, but he did not panic at all. It was as if he was not the one being surrounded but the monsters.
"It's my favorite time to eat again. Hmm, with my current appearance, is it more appropriate to eat or eat? Never mind, it's all the same. Both of them will end up becoming a part of my body. "
The man's tone was crazy, but he had the right to say that because his power had reached a scary level.
While he was talking to himself, the blood red doctor's uniform that he was wearing continued to leak blood.
Thick chains formed from countless blood vessels extended from his back, turning him into a monster with countless giant tails.
The blood coagulated, and his current appearance was about thirty to forty percent similar to the giant ghost that he had carved on the door of Chen Ge's haunted house.
"Everything in the world has a natural counter to each other, but humans are strange. I have never been able to guess what is the opposite of humans. I used to think that the opposite of humans was the ghost, but it was only after I became a ghost that I realized. The opposite of humans is not the ghost, but the god! "
The thick chains swept across the entire street.
The blood vessels were densely packed, and when they touched the ghosts, they split and exploded. Like venomous snakes with their own thoughts, they burrowed into their bodies, took root in their hearts, and madly absorbed the nutrients in their bodies.
Screams and wails echoed from all directions on the street. The monsters' bodies withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Listening to the wails in his ears, the man laughed loudly. As he laughed, the corners of his lips cracked to his ears. He laughed and laughed. Tears actually flowed out!
But he did not seem to notice it at all. He laughed madly, as if all the pain, all the irreversible things could be vented through this laugh.
"Not enough, far from enough! I'm not full yet! I'm so hungry, I want to eat all of them, I want to eat all of them who want to eat me! "
Hysterical laughter came out of his cracked mouth again.
Blood flowed from his wounds. No one knew what he had encountered here. No one knew why he had become like this. But one thing was for sure, he was still alive. He was alive in a way that no one could understand, one that was filled with destruction.
Blood dyed his teeth red, and he dragged countless monsters behind him.
The chains pierced through the monsters' bodies.
He dragged the monsters and ran towards the end of the street.
At the corner of the street, there was a charred building.
The building was more than ten stories high. Looking through the broken window, one of the rooms in the building had a door that was not blood-red.
Half of the door was blood red, and the other half was normal brown. After all, in this blood red city, other than the black that represented destruction, the red that represented blood, and the grey that represented despair, there were very few other colors.
"Just behind that door, I smell a familiar scent. It smells so good! I want to eat him! I want to crush his head bit by bit, chew on his bones, taste the real delicacy! "
The man dragged the shadows and stopped next to the charred building.
He lifted his head to look. At the top floor of the building stood a man completely wrapped in a red shirt.
The man looked down and was also studying the man in the doctor's uniform.
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