Infinite Throne

Complete disclosure and they probably won't be interested. If you can spy something under the skirt, no one will mind and take another look over there.

It is very easy to see from the angle of looking up, but when the light was about to disappear, No. 5 suddenly stepped back, covered her skirt, her face turned red, and she said angrily:

"You can't look here..."

"You are too bad, please don't do this."

Although they saw nothing, their eyes became bolder.

You won’t let me see it, but I insist on seeing it.

The music gradually became lively, spinning, jumping, and the dance steps accelerated, and everyone adapted well.

The middle-aged gentleman wearing iron-on iron shoes was extremely pale. Big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead. His decent suit was soaked with sweat, but No. 5 had no time to wipe his sweat.

The rose-like red short skirt was too easy to reveal. In order to prevent everyone from seeing the secret under the skirt, No. 5 always pressed the hem of the skirt at the right time to block key parts.

But every spin and every leap was on the verge of losing control. The eyes of those people also changed with the rise and fall of their skirts——

The skirt corners are flying, looking forward to it.

The corners of the skirt dropped, disappointed.

It's like dangling a carrot in front of a donkey, always just one bite away from eating it. No. 5 is a master of discretion. His eyes circulate among the crowd, and he looks at them from time to time, showing a smile full of affection.

The iron shoes trampled on the mixture of flesh and blood, stirring up bursts of light red blood mist. The aroma of blood is the most suitable atmosphere to enhance the atmosphere, secretly telling everyone that no matter what crazy thing they do tonight, it is okay.

The music is brisk and enthusiastic, and the dance music is near the end, where the rhythm is fastest.

No. 5 finally had no time to press the hem of her skirt, but the light and shadow caught everyone's attention just right, making people eager to lift up her red skirt.

There were already people in the audience with red eyes, staring at No. 5, wishing they could swallow the beauty in the red dress with her skin and bones.

On the contrary, the prisoners in the basement all had complicated expressions. They all knew what No. 5's true form looked like, and they would wilt at just one glance.

I don’t know what the reactions of this group of excited little prey will be when they see it? It’s exciting to think about.

When the last note fell, the water in the middle-aged gentleman's body evaporated, and the entire second-floor stage was enveloped in a layer of light smoke. His body seemed to become brittle, with his bones and flesh turning into charcoal, and even his body surface was discolored. Very scary.

Anyone with eyes can see that there is something wrong with him.

[Horror value 73%]

What everyone paid more attention to was the secret under the skirt. They were breathing rapidly, their faces were red, and they were staring at No. 5 like wild beasts.

No. 5 lived up to expectations, lifting up her skirt the moment the note fell——

A strong man's face was looking at everyone with a provocative look, and then he let out a rough and heroic laugh:

"Hahahahaha, are you satisfied with what you see?"

"You handsome guys, come and play~"

"I'm so satisfied with your performance! I can't wait!"

"Come on, come to me..."

He smiled like a man, and his voice was so loud that it made the walls tremble, like a muscular man asking:

"Who wants to have sex with me tonight?"

[Terror value 75%]

[Terror value 78%]

[Terror value 80%]

The horror value, which was climbing slowly, was like riding a rocket.

This scene was so absurd that it instantly strangled everyone's strong desires in the cradle.

It's like pouring a bucket of ice water on a burning fire.

It's like going to a foot bath shop to enjoy special services. If you choose four women and eight hands to press together, you will end up with four aunts with big muscles and round waists. They are very good at scrubbing with one hand and are so powerful that each one can rub out two kilograms of mud.

This is really terrible.

One second it was heaven, the next second it was straight to hell.

The sound of vomiting came from somewhere, more than one person.

[Horror value 82%]

"Hahahahahahaha..." Male No. 5 was still laughing, feeling more satisfied than ever.

"What kind of monster is this? It's so disgusting."

"Ugh, she should be tied to the stake and burned to death..."

"I hate red dresses and all women wearing red dresses."

If the door hadn't been locked shut, they might have all escaped.

No. 5 jumped down from the second floor and made a powerful voice:

"Are you satisfied with what you see?"

"Don't run away, come and play..."

"What are you afraid of? Am I not beautiful?"

The guests in the audience scattered and fled in various directions. If there were holes in the ground, they might have started digging them.

Except King Andrew.

He is actually quite old, he looks to be in his fifties or sixties. He has enjoyed an extravagant life since he came to the throne. His body has been completely hollowed out, but he still stays where he is, as if he has lost the confidence to escape.

No. 5 walked towards King Andrew, showed an interested expression, and asked:

"Why don't you run away?"

Of course, King Andrew was different from those fools who only knew how to escape. He also showed an expression of interest and took the initiative to lift up the skirt of No. 5. The corners of his mouth raised crazily, and his smile was evil and fanatical:

"Because you are so beautiful, you are the most perfect in my eyes."

"Beauty, I want you to be my queen."

"Don't worry about those ordinary people, their aesthetic taste is too vulgar. Only I can appreciate your beauty. Will you marry me?"

King Andrew picked up the abandoned bouquet of roses, got down on one knee, and proposed to No. 5.

"This is so sudden..." No. 5 suddenly became shy. The ribbon originally tied around his neck, after a passionate dance, could no longer bear it and fell apart.

The beauty's head was folded at ninety degrees, and she looked at King Andrew shyly and surprised, showing an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry, I will tie my neck tighter next time."

"Is this okay?" Female No. 5 asked.

Male No. 5 was not happy, and his eyes wandered among the crowd:

"You are too old, and you don't have any strength at first glance. I like young people, are there any strong men..."

[Horror value 84%]

The onlookers have forgotten how to react. They are like a bunch of poor quails, and like cheap and old computers that are overloaded with information, unable to perform calculations, and finally burn out the motherboard.

"Please sit tight, the game is not over yet." Lin Yebai knocked on the human skin drum and reminded everyone coldly.

Number 5 is indeed a weapon for killing enemies, so if you get the Monster World, you will definitely be able to prosper. Locking No. 5 in the basement is really unkind.

King Andrew seemed to be angry with No. 5, his chest heaved violently, and he almost fell over. Mrs. Rose supported him, always gentle.

One of the guests

Because of the secret under her skirt, the guest suddenly withered and switched to manual operation. There was no response for a long time. She fell into an embarrassing rage and was embarrassed to communicate with other people. He completely lost interest in continuing the game and cursed:

"Fuck the game, I need to get out of here!"

"Is that so, sir..." No. 5 appeared behind him and turned the heads of the guests who were eager to leave 90 degrees.

"Now you can play the game obediently."

After his neck was broken, the irritable guest finally calmed down and sat on his chair with his neck crooked. His eyes were very cooperative and he landed on the second floor. He began to applaud and stiffly uttered four words: "The game continues."

The chairs have been rearranged and everyone has a seat. Someone tried to attack No. 5 from behind, but was caught by corpse hands that suddenly stretched out from the ground and pinned him down on the seat.

The drumming suddenly stopped, and the bouquet of flowers was still in King Andrew's hand. The moment King Andrew realized what had happened, he wanted to throw the bouquet of flowers to Lady Rose beside him.

But it was too late.

The card in his hand already showed the writing: Aging leads to death.

Now he was very close to Lin Yebai's goal. He just wanted to complete the harvest quickly and did not need to follow the previous steps to let King Andrew go to the second floor.

"The flowers are yours, yours..." King Andrew did not want to give up the hope of living, his expression turned ferocious, and he forced the bouquet of flowers into Mrs. Rose's hands.

Mrs. Rose did not refuse and took the bouquet. But that card couldn't be transferred, and as King Andrew tore at it, he began to age.

The hair quickly turned gray, and then turned completely white, without luster, sparse and messy.

The skin loses elasticity and becomes shriveled.

Age spots began to appear on my skin, including on my face.

His eyes lost their luster, he wanted to roar, he wanted to whine, but in the end there was only the sound of dry breathing.

Everyone can feel that kind of despair, and no one wants to grow old, especially those in high positions.

"The next king is..." King Andrew told Lady Rose with great effort. His voice was so weak that Lady Rose listened carefully and nodded to him.

King Andrew let go and slumped in his chair, his eyes still open, resentful and unwilling. He did not die of old age in a normal way, and his corpse was particularly ugly. It was a pile of soft bones covered with wrinkled flesh, as if it would rot at any time.

The process of aging and death is controlled by Maya, the descendant of the black goat. It is an easy job for her, and she can complete it with a hook.

[Horror value 87%]

"Will each of us draw a card?" someone asked.

"If this continues, I won't be able to finish it at dawn."

They begin to understand the rules of the game and try to escape.

Lin Yebai, who was about to reach the full horror value, was in a good mood and explained: "No, you can vote for your favorite card, and then everyone will be executed in the way shown on the card."

In fact, they had no chance of escape at all, and no one wrote anything good.

"Have any of you ever written about a happy old age and death after getting out?"

"We all leave the flowers in your hands."

The guests attending the banquet looked at each other and asked about the guests who came with them.

Discussing the content on the cards is prohibited. Even if they broke the rules at this time, Lin Yebai did not stop them. Even if they communicate freely or resist with force, the result will only be deeper despair.

Lorne was already impatient with waiting and didn't want to listen to those random discussions anymore, so he smiled and said:

"The cards in my hand are very safe."

"You can leave the flowers in my hand.", please remember:,