Chapter 1609 Nightmare
“Delicious, really delicious!”
"Fresh meat. This is what it feels like to be alive."
"Much better than rotten fish in the sea."
The originally glorious hall has now turned into a bloody restaurant.
The congressman who was once aloof has now become a delicacy on the table.
"Eat, why don't you eat."
The princess who used to be so high and mighty in the past was given the rare opportunity to enjoy the treatment of a "princess" this time. The one on the dinner plate was a "human", and the one sitting at the dining table was the former "human princess" and now the young fishman woman. .
She opened her mouth and tried to open her mouth, but tears came out at some point.
"Haha, look at her crying!"
"Are you regretful or afraid?"
"Eat quickly or we'll eat you!"
And the foreign visitors with bad taste are waiting for this scene.
They also know that this kind of reserve is no different from crocodile tears. Soon...
"delicious"
Once again, the dirty fish-man princess opened her sharp teeth and ate while shedding tears.
And the "delicious" she said was not an exaggeration. What her taste buds now feed back is delicious fresh food.
".Why is it so delicious?"
As she talked and ate, her tears ran away and her saliva flowed out.
She looked greedily at other people's plates. Then she was slapped to the ground, rolling and wailing.
The surrounding lords have also lost interest, and this toy has become numb. It seems that they should find another one. What they want is a poor soul struggling in a new body, not a greedy and morally bottomless thing.
"How about we catch some guerrillas and resistance troops later?"
"Let the children play for a while, don't grab it too much."
"Well, let's go to the sea and try to catch a few."
Greedy lords, hungry for more toys.
In the corner aside, the whale-like fishman lord ate the most. To be precise, a truckload of flesh and blood was only enough for him to eat like bread.
Many of them attacked Sakurajima so crazily just for this mouthful of blood. Most of them actually no longer need to rely on food, but this is a kind of enjoyment for them, and because there are too many people in this ocean Many of them have endured many crises for a long time.
Maybe they are strong enough not to be poisoned, but if given the choice, no one would want to take X.
Nowadays, there are not enough survivors in Sakurajima to share Princess Yiko's dream. It is impossible to succeed from the beginning. What they need is not a colonial kingdom, but an entire flesh and blood ranch.
In fact, in a certain area, they have begun to reproduce "meat people", driven by extraordinary power, accelerating the reproduction of low-intelligent meat people.
This is true blasphemy and the source of the rage of several human quasi-gods. It is now one of the main battlefields.
".The flesh and blood without any contamination is really delicious."
“The soft brain flavor is delicious.”
Cruel words are just compliments when these beasts enjoy a delicious meal, just like humans going to a high-end restaurant.
And these lord-level creatures follow the boss because he has the most abundant flesh and blood store. When the island falls, too many lives will not have time to evacuate.
What they were unhappy with was probably that the clown show during the meal was becoming increasingly boring.
Some people began to complain, some made more demands, and some even proposed to bring out a group of "meat men" and build a beast arena. Some of them looked at the fish-man princess with malice, as if thinking that she was fighting beasts. Is your position in chess a hunted beast, or a stinking traitor who kills your tribe?
As they talked, they became excited. For them, this long expedition was their life, and the constant pursuit of new fun was their happiest time.
".So hungry."
Suddenly, the quasi-god creature who had been silent spoke.
He opened his eyes as big as a small car and glanced around. The "portion" that was originally enough to satisfy him felt that it was not enough this time.
"So hungry."
He subconsciously stretched out his hand and slapped the two fishmen to death. Then he threw them into his mouth and chewed them up in one bite.
His eyes glanced around, a little hesitant. The next moment, his appetite came up, and he directly grabbed the dinner plates of other fish-men lords and swallowed them in two mouthfuls.
However, it's still not enough.
After thinking for a moment, he looked at a fishman lord.
It seems delicious?
"." He fell silent, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
He still has reason, and the quasi-god's reason is not so easily overwhelmed by desire. It's just that most of the time, they have no idea of restraining desire.
Even though he was still hungry, he still fell asleep soundly, and the others' voices became louder.
Soon, all the meat was eaten by them. But this time, the hunger did not stop.
"Brother, you smell so good."
Unknowingly, a lord took a sharp sniff of his "brother". Then, he was surprised to find that he had used too much force and his "brother"'s head was swallowed, leaving only a headless corpse with blood.
So he happily started eating again.
But without taking two bites a stronger lord drove him away.
Hunger is the most fundamental instinct of living things, and it is the material need to maintain the survival of a life.
The "hunger" of the extraordinary is also their instinct to survive. Ordinary substances can provide them with extremely limited nutrition, and only "high-level pollutants" can fill them.
"Pah!"
Suddenly, a fishman wiped his cheek, and under his right eye, there was an eye that was smacking.
".You are laughing at me!"
He punched another fishman fiercely.
His "eyes" saw that the other side was laughing at him.
"I have my back to you, how can I laugh at you!! If you want to steal my meat, just say it!"
The two fishman lords fought like this. Usually, there are many such things, but this time, it seems to be more brutal and really angry.
"The face on the back of Muda's head is laughing at Sur."
The words that are completely incomprehensible are reality. The fishman lord has a mouth on the back of his head, not only laughing at the other party's stupidity, but also spewing curses in the fishman language.
".Haha, the meat is mine."
And the empty plates they left were shared by others.
More and more fish lords have grown strange things, but what is even more bizarre is that they take it for granted.
Only Princess Yiko, due to the inconsistency between soul and body, seems to be unaffected, watching all this happen with fear on her face.
Some fishmen have eyes all over their bodies, and some suddenly turn their backs down and grow arms for support.
The nightmare-like scene becomes a reality, and Princess Yiko huddles up, with fear and uneasiness on her face.
Is she really not affected? In fact, she eats a lot, and she eats the first thing.
She just doesn't dare to move, but just huddles up as much as possible to avoid becoming someone else's meal.
Suddenly, she can't breathe, and her eyes widen, as if she saw some devil. The next moment, she suddenly lowered her head and saw the eyes that were peeking at her.
It was a human face, a familiar face, her own face.
"Princess Yiko" climbed up from her belly, and the suffocating feeling was the familiar "human hand" that was pinching her neck.
"Traitor to the country! Traitor to the people!" These words full of hatred came out of his "face".