These weird things are all mine

"Oh? You were able to kill my eldest son? You're not that weak after all?"

Her mouth was speaking, with a sneer at the corners.

But her consciousness was in torture, as if countless ants were biting her. The clear pain came in waves, but she could not escape by falling into a coma.

The performer watched his body move and walked towards the white-haired girl who was covered in blood in front of him.

The "total domination" of "Kumei Ya" leaves behind the host's self-consciousness as a joke, leaving the host trapped in the mind watching his body and memories being stolen and used.

The performer spends her whole life performing for others, but at the moment of her death, others perform her.

...an impeccable performance.

"..."

Luo Ling raised his head slightly, and the dagger in his hand was almost weak.

The wounds all over her body were slowly healing, but her strength was almost exhausted.

This "Wangchuan Little Ghost" was almost immortal because of the presence of corpses around it, and it was extremely fast. It was difficult for Luo Ling to capture its whereabouts even without using spores.

..This means that Luo Ling cannot use his evil ghost state to deal with it, as doing so would only make him a living target.

When the performer went after the big white Ganoderma lucidum, Luo Ling killed the Wangchuan ghost more than eighty times, and finally, when the opponent was least expecting it, the dagger cut into its body.

It was worthy of being a sacrificial weapon owned by a higher-level awakener. Even though Luo Ling had not been able to activate the special abilities contained in the dagger, the moment it hit the target, it still instantly took away the life of the Wangchuan ghost...or rather, its soul.

The ghost disappeared, leaving only a disgusting mass of filthy flesh and blood.

Exhausted, Luo Ling raised her head, and when she saw the performer walking towards her, she laughed.

Because she has already sensed the strong "Kumei no Ya" aura in the performer, which means...

The performers are either dead or living a life worse than death.

In either case, it's worth celebrating.

However, the crisis has not been resolved.

Behind the sneering "performer", all the white Ganoderma lucidum in the underground cavity swayed gently, and then all of them withered and turned yellow in an instant, pulling out countless white hyphae and pouring into the "performer's" body.

Although this "egg" has not yet fully awakened, it is more active than ever before.

It has devoured everything that can be devoured in the underground cave, taken all the "meat livestock" in the hatching barrier into its body, and temporarily revived with the help of the performer's body. It has only one goal.

Eat Luo Ling.

Eating this fellow can completely wake it up...

"The same to you..."

The performer's mouth is smiling.

"--"egg"."

Chapter 61 End

The pale long hair was scattered among the bloody corpses. The girl with gray eyes slightly supported her fragile body. There was no expression on her delicate but tender face. She was like a small white flower blooming in the mud, standing alone in the purgatory on earth where hundreds or thousands of lives were buried.

An Yu collapsed after learning the truth, the sealed Elsa was immersed in the torment of consciousness, the "Prophet" fainted in this huge tomb, and even the performer had already walked towards the end of his life in despair before the final moment came.

All of this originates from the "Puppet Rumor" in front of us, or rather... part of the "Puppet Rumor".

The confident "performer" had some sticky white mycelium oozing out of his seven orifices. His entire body seemed to have swollen a full circle and was still continuing to swell.

The skin all over his body was constantly being torn and repaired, and even his head was constantly bursting and growing, but only his cracked smile became more and more hideous.

In order to devour its own kind, it gave up its instinct to disguise itself as a "puppet", and only wanted to grow into the most powerful state.

In the end, the performer...it was difficult to call it a "performer" anymore. It turned into a "meat bomb" about six or seven meters tall and about the same width.

White mycelium continued to pour out of the overly bloated body, and the white carcass was squeezed to the point where it became as loose and smelly as a marshmallow dropped into a stinky ditch. The naked figure that should have been graceful and attractive was now just a moldy cream cake poured into a slop bucket.

"Eat it, fellow..."

The cream cake slowly cracked, and the filth inside surged out.

Strings of marshmallows drooped on top, and the overwhelming stench of decay poured down on the clean white flowers.

People of the same kind tend to eat each other.

but...

"...Who is the same as you?"

Luo Ling raised her little head slightly, her petite body seemed inconspicuous in the marshmallow waterfall.

"We are not the same kind."

"I'm totally different from you."

"But...I'm going to eat you too."

There was some purple-black flesh remaining at the corners of Luo Ling's mouth, and his cold pupils reflected a hint of dark gold.

Unimaginable darkness swallowed up the flawless pure white, green scales crawled and spread on the fair and delicate skin, the indifferent expression revealed a heavy murderous aura, the sharp claws tore through the bloated puff and took out the thick yellow liquid.

The ferocious sharp teeth bit down and chewed the gradually melting chocolate in big mouthfuls. The cheese, not wanting to be outdone, smashed down and greedily tasted the evil spirit from hell.

"Eat it."

This was the only thought left in Luo Ling's mind.

This is the only thought left.

"Eat it all...

"If you don't eat it, you will be eaten."

"Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it..."

“Eat, eat, eat, eat…”

She kept tearing and biting to escape the terror that was chasing her.

"Do you still think you are human?" The performer's voice sounded in his ears with a mocking sneer.

No matter what, keep eating.

"Xiaobai, senior sister, are you... weird?" An Yu's face full of fear slowly emerged in his mind.

There was a barely perceptible pause, and the chewing action was without any hesitation.

"Miss Bai, you are so scary now..."

The shivering Elsa seemed to be right in front of him. Luo Ling paused for a moment, and one of his calves melted in the thick milk.

I'm... scary?

She slowly lowered her head and saw that her cheeks were covered with green scales, and her mouth was full of sharp and terrifying teeth covered with broken flesh and blood. Her beautiful face could not save her hideous appearance. A touch of strange red outlined the corners of her eyes, but the only adjective left was "horrible".

The scorching dark gold vertical pupils were burning, but what could not be concealed was her fear.

This is Luo Ling, this is her.

"Xiao Ling."

A weak, soft, kind and familiar voice slowly sounded.

My sister's voice...

No, this is the puppet rumor's instigation!

It was the puppet who wanted to distract her and eat her!

Damn puppet Rumor, it read her memory and wanted to eat her through the weaknesses in her memory!

I don't think about it!

No matter what this fake sister says, she won't be fooled!

Don’t even think about letting your sister stop you from eating this thing!

"Xiao Ling, are you okay?"

"Are you hungry..."

"Don't eat these, come, sister will cook for you..."

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Ling. No matter what you become, your sister will never despise you."

"Come on, let's go home."

"Go back to our home."

A calloused, rough and ugly hand was stretched out, along with the sister's gentle eyes.

Damn...

This is definitely fake.

I won’t be fooled!

Luo Ling grabbed the hand without hesitation and bit it hard.

But for some unknown reason, at the moment when his teeth were completely clenched, Luo Ling inexplicably stopped, leaving only a slightly bleeding tooth mark on his palm.

"what!"

My sister cried out in pain, but soon, her gentle voice, suppressing the pain and sadness, sounded again.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoling, sister is always by your side."

No, you are not my sister!

The other calf also melted.

"No matter what, Xiao Ling, I will always love you."

No no no no no...

不 ...

The entire lower body collapsed.

The warm embrace that lingers is soothing.

The entire upper body collapsed.

Luo Ling looked up at the dark cave wall and saw her sister singing a lullaby to her tenderly.

The most heartwarming scene buried in memory.

Immerse yourself in it and cannot extricate yourself.

Is it true? Is it false?

Luo Ling couldn't tell the difference either.

but now...

"Even if you are my sister..."

"Even if you really are..."

A few wisps of smoke emanated from the burning dark-gold vertical pupils, with a hint of blood.

"I want to eat you too!"

The green evil ghost jumped up and bit and ate wantonly, destroying half of the bloated cream cake.

The broken faces of the friends, the sad look of the sister, and the ridicule of the performers were all drowned in it, torn into pieces, and eaten up.

This is a battle of "Puppet Song", with only savage biting and purely instinctive swallowing.

It was unknown how long the mad rampage lasted. When Luo Ling, shedding tears of blood, came to her senses, she was the only one sitting alone on the ground, holding the performer's head with his eyes wide open, and a pile of broken and withered white Ganoderma lucidum.

“Eat it…”

"It's over, Luo Ling."

Whose voice is that? Is it another illusion of Puppetry?

Luo Ling raised her head with difficulty, only to see a face that was familiar yet not so familiar.

...Ji Ying.