Infinite Throne

The sound of the human skin drum is somewhat unique, and there is silence everywhere, and every sound is like beating in the heart.Before they knew it, their hearts beat at the same frequency as the drums.

He half-believed about this dinner, wanted to leave here, but didn't know what he was afraid of, so he didn't dare to speak out rashly.

I thought it was an exciting game at first, but now I feel faint fear in my heart.Even the most daring nobleman secretly prayed that the flowers would not fall into his hands.

Unresolved and most deadly.

They frantically passed around that bouquet of roses, as if it wasn't a pretty bouquet but a hot potato, a reminder, a death note.Even the little flower seller chose to throw the bouquet to others without hesitation, for fear of keeping it in her own hands.

The invisible sound of music surrounded everyone, and the transparent silk thread entangled them, just like a spring silkworm spinning silk.

The basement prisoner is not in the cocoon. They all know how powerful No. 11 is, and they are willing to pay a little more patience for this game.

"Boom-"

The drums stopped.

The bouquet fell into the hands of an aristocratic lady, she suddenly turned pale, and tried to throw the bouquet of roses, and the people around quickly dispersed.

Although the flower was successfully thrown out, the card in her hand has already shown the handwriting: it was made into a toy.

"What toy?"

"Is it that kind of toy?"

Compared with hanging, the content on this card is much gentler.

The reality is not too detailed, which makes many people smile.You can understand what kind of toy a young and beautiful noble lady is made into.Some people even breathed heavily, staring at the slim dress on the noble lady, impatiently.

"Who will make her a toy?"

"There are many kinds of toys. I wonder what kind of toys she will be made into?"

"It should be the kind we think..."

The guests present were mainly men. In this era of relatively backward spiritual civilization, most of the people who can indulge in murder are noble men, and they don't even bother to cover up their twisted desires.

The eyes that fell on the noble lady were full of ambiguity, and they vaguely looked forward to what would happen next.

This lucky and unlucky noble lady looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, fair and beautiful, with exquisite features, like a life-size doll.

She realized that something was wrong and tried to escape.Looking around, the entrance disappeared, and I couldn't find the way to leave.

Those eyes staring at her were like the eyes of a hungry wolf, very blatant.Crisis is everywhere, she turned her gaze to King Andrew, and begged:

"Uncle, I don't want to play this game anymore, I want to go home..."

"Then stop playing." King Andrew still dotes on this beautiful little girl very much, or he also sensed the undercurrent of this banquet and wanted to leave here early.

"You are not the host of the banquet." A cold voice sounded from the void, asking: "Death can leave early, does anyone want to leave early?"

"I..." Miss Noble wanted to continue speaking, but she lost the ability to speak, as if her mouth was sewn with an invisible thin thread.

The severe pain made her feel like falling into hell, her facial expression was completely out of her control, and she still maintained her previous expression, proud and beautiful.

She is a noble lady who is held in the palm of everyone's hands, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is an imperial princess.There were no bloodstains or marks where the silk thread had been sewn, and no one except herself felt the pain.

She tried to ask for help, but those people looked at her appreciatively, without any intention of asking for help.

The girl's desperate eyes are like a beautiful painting, it's simply too beautiful to behold.Maybe someone guessed the truth, immersed in the unspeakable excitement, continued to maintain the false and pale appearance, and joined the carnival of villains.

[Terror value 61%]

"My favorite toy is a stuffed bear."

"Soft to hug and stuffed with fresh cotton."

"But it's not special enough."

"Of course my toys must be unique. If they are like other idiots, then I would rather not have them."

"I've been making fresh toys for so many years and I just found inspiration recently."

"First of all, choose a beautiful body, it must be fresh, otherwise the toy will not look good, like a dead person."

"Then inject a special potion, the flesh and bones of the whole body will melt quickly, and open a few small openings to let the melted mixture flow out, leaving only the empty skin bag."

"If you don't like a sleeping toy, you can kill her while she maintains a normal expression."

"Toys can laugh, cry, be angry, or fear. What they look like when they die, and what they look like forever after they are made into toys."

The girl's voice was clear and melodious, like a cute lark, but what she said had nothing to do with cuteness.

She didn't feel that what she did was an excessive thing, but she was a little proud, like a child showing off her proud work, hoping to be praised by everyone.

She walked towards the platform step by step, and a beam of gentle white light was cast from the top, which happened to envelop her in it, changing positions with her movements.

She was wearing crystal shoes inlaid with pearls and gemstones, stepping on the stairs, every step was crisp, perfectly matching the sad and gorgeous music.

The beam of white light clearly illuminated the tiny hairs on her cheeks, casting a graceful shadow on the ground.If you ignore the off-stage environment, she is more like the chief female dancer who is about to take the stage.

But her movements were a little stiff, not obvious at first, but the closer she got to the platform, the more weird she seemed.Like a puppet being manipulated, only the clear pupils can reveal the extreme fear in her heart.

The perfect lip shape is like a gift from God, and the color is similar to that of pink rose petals. There is a kind of innocence and beauty that is not familiar with the world. When speaking, it is like the cry of a lark:

"I love pretty toys and want them to feel like plush bears."

"After washing, the toy is half finished."

"Through the velvet, or soft cotton, from the incision made before, my favorite toy is made."

When she finished speaking, there was a lot of discussion in the audience:

"What a great inspiration, I bet it's much more comfortable than my velvet pillows at home."

"I remembered that there were a few suitable servants at home, but I just didn't know how to prepare the potion."

"After this banquet, it is not certain that this kind of toy will become a fad in the imperial capital."

"Isn't that a little too much?" Madam Rose's face turned pale, and she looked at the girl on the stage who looked like an angel.

"Even if it's too much, it's not your turn to say it. Madam doesn't know, she is very jealous and hates all women who are more beautiful than herself. Many girls of her age have been made into toys by her, and they are piled up in a room. The skinless man stared at Madam Rose with a distorted smile.This invitation letter was sent by him personally, and he invited the guests he admired the most.

"In those toys, there are some missing female nobles, including the former mistress of His Majesty the King."

"Did she beg for you like His Majesty did?" the skinless man asked back.

Madam Rose's complexion changed suddenly. In the past, the star-studded aristocratic lady invited herself to play in her manor many times, but was rejected by King Andrew every time. He said that he would have to wait.

"It's all lies. It was made up for the effect of the banquet. She just said these things on purpose to scare you, so don't take them seriously." King Andrew wrapped his arms around Madam Rose's waist and comforted her softly.

Others chimed in:

"Yeah, we're just here to create an atmosphere, it's meaningless if we believe it."

"How horrible, don't care about the truth. Of course this kind of thing is false, how could it happen?"

"Just a fun game..."

Madame Rose seemed to believe it or not, she broke free from the king's embrace and sat next to him.

The noble lady who drew the "toy" card stood on the platform on the second floor, facing everyone, holding up her skirt to salute, showing a flawless smile, only the horror and fear hidden in her eyes.

Such a strong sense of contrast immediately aroused the interest of many guests. They laughed, drank with each other, and praised this lovely noble lady for her outstanding acting skills.

From nowhere, she took out a silver syringe, pierced it directly through the blood vessel in her wrist, and let the bright red liquid flow into her body.

"what is that?"

"According to her description, it should be the kind of potion that can melt flesh and bones."

"Is there really such a magical potion? Why doesn't it damage the outer skin?"

"That's not the point, is it?"

"Is what she is injecting now real?"

They stared at the noble girl intently.She did not disappoint, always looking back at everyone with a perfect smile.

If a person keeps this kind of smile for a few seconds, it can still be called pleasing to the eye, but if it lasts for a few minutes without changing at all, it seems a little scary.

The fear and pain in her eyes became more and more intense, and bloodshot eyes appeared in her eyes, which quickly covered her entire eyeballs, and she quickly calmed down again.

She floated upwards slightly, the weight of her whole body was concentrated on her feet, the gorgeous crystal shoes had fallen off, and her originally white and tender feet turned swollen purple.

It was as if an invisible sharp knife cut her feet, and the blood plasma mixture instantly covered the entire small platform on the second floor.The blood trickled down and flowed down the steps, like a layer of blood-red creeping carpet.

The strong and pungent smell of blood was mixed with the special smell of potion, and it was also mixed with the fragrance of roses. It was impossible not to suspect that this pool of flesh and blood was the sum of all the flesh, bones, and organs flowing out of her body.

She still had that smile on her face, and her body suddenly became light and light, as if she would fly away at any moment, like a full balloon.

[Terror value 63%]

[Terror value 66%]

[Terror value 69%]

Countless fine goose down floated down from the air, one after another, like a light snowfall.Her body then filled up, not as hollow as before, as if filled with goose down.

The girl's skin on the outside is impeccable, complementing the pure white velvet down.When the white goose down fell on the second floor and the stairs, it was quickly soaked in blood without a trace.

I don't know who was the first to applaud, which was mixed with vomiting and praise.

"What a show!"

"It's even more amazing than the first game! It's a very good toy!"

"I have successfully overcome my fear of toys and am looking forward to my next performance."

When the noble lady walked back to her seat with bare feet, Mrs. Rose quietly pinched the other's wrist, which was as soft as boneless, as if holding a fine velvet pillow.

is truly boneless.