Enter the World of Light & Light S2 Game

60: Death Clothes 2

"He's handsome, huh?"

"Ih, what a coincidence.., we're gonna have a human we can look at all out."

"Khekehkhe..., do you also have any thoughts of inviting that woman back to this place?"

One by one the voices of each other finally filled the place, making the place that initially looked quiet so crowded like a market.

"Can't you answer my question?" In plain terms, Farrel demanded that everyone answer the question.

"Khehehe, did you ask what a human being is?" The giggling voice came again, and asked Farrel to ask Farrel a question again.

Farrel's forehead immediately wrinkled, because he felt like he had just been played.

"Hohoho, don't be angry, dear Farrel, I just got out, so I don't know what you're asking" he said. His voice was more normal than the voices Farrel had heard earlier.

But, still, Farrel did not like to repeat his own question.

"Hayoloh, he's angry, this handsome man is angry." plucked this voice.

Farrel still does not understand the purpose of his goal can move here.

'Or lest I faint and this is my dreamland?' Farrel thought of other things, including that he was not really in the human world at the moment.

It was proven with one of his legs that suddenly felt a fairly cold sensation, as if his feet were in the water of an ice lake.

But, more than that, Farrel felt the fishy aroma of blood that was strong enough, so Farrel slowly lost his concentration to not nausea.

"Jeek..."

"Huhuhu, dear we are nauseous." a voice belonging to a man came again, but his voice was like one being forced to speak.

'If it goes on like this, it can be bad. I have to get out of here, this is so stifling!' Pekik Farrel in his heart. He was desperate to get out, but there was one problem that was emerging, which was where one of his legs was currently being clutched by someone's hand?

Sure, it belongs to someone?

It didn't feel like it was someone's, but what would happen when Farrel glanced down, Farrel found a pale, bloody hand?

Horror shades came to him, and Farrel was immediately frightened. Unlike Alinda who screamed, Farrel only sprayed her frightened face, and her screams were left in her heart.

"We have been hard-earned to invite.., khihi, at least celebrate our party. Khihl..."

'That hand? What kind of place is this? Why am I in this place? I wanted to go, but unfortunately, my feet were on the edge of Farrel's inner circle again.

"Wow, I'm envious.., your body is pretty sexy."

"Khihihi, yes, sexy. I really want to touch her."

And slowly, one by one the hands that came out of nowhere, suddenly appeared and touched the hands, arms, stomach, back, waist, shoulders, all touched, making Farrel immediately try to rebel.

"GO! DON'T TOUCH ME!" Firmly Farrel with a facial expression filled with anger.

If only he faced was a beautiful woman, then it did not matter, but the problem he faced was not a human, but a supernatural being.

"But you still can't get out of here Farrel."

"Khekhekhe."

"Why do I have to live in a place like this?" Ask Farrell firmly.

He did not want to linger in that place. But can he get out of there?

Their voices suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if Farrel was back in that place alone.

'And 'What?' although still, but both legs remain in the grip of strange hands. Corpse hand?

It looks like the hand of a corpse.

But if you look again, the two hands have different characteristics. If the hand holding Farrel's right leg is wrinkled with the contour of the burnt skin, then the hand holding his left leg only has half the flesh with a pale and bloody color.

Even the blood was red, as if it kept dripping, so it looked still fresh.

'Why am I even here? Argh!' Farrel tried to escape the clutches of the two hands of the corpse. However, the hand that Farrel had removed some time ago, for daring to touch the half-naked body, again appeared with pieces of black cloth, and, there is white but stained by red blood, in addition to the cloth it looks tattered camping, damaged because there are parts of the side that burn and leave the remaining black ash attached to the edge of the cloth.

"You have to get dressed, right?" His voice appeared again. Now the more echoed, feeling that the voice was in Farrel's brain.

'What? My clothes?-' Farrel was also surprised by the blue shirt that Farrel had taken off and still held earlier, now turned black and even as if just doused with blood. The pungent aroma also made Farrel more nauseous. "Jeek..."

Farrel wanted to remove the clothes from his hands, but as in glue, the clothes were precisely .it remained in his hands, even though Farrel was shaking quite strongly.

"Take me off, huh! You guys are disgusting."

"Aren't you equally disgusting?"

"Khihihi, she said that she was disgusting, but behind her nice body, she was no longer a virgin."

"Khehekeh, so he's dirty. Just like us. Then our invitation is on target."

"Hey, but I also want to invite that woman back here. Let him be this guy's mate, definitely fit in, and give him an amazing offspring."

'K-heredity?' Farrel panicked with words that kept popping up in the palace hall.

I don't know where he is now, which must be Farrel feels that he is already in a dangerous place.

He's got to go.

But-but

"Hmphh...! Hmmmhh!" Farrel who wanted to scream, was immediately in silence. Leaving a pair of eyes that slowly saw the piece of cloth was stuck on his body. 'What are they doing with my body!' Shouts without a voice.

Pieces of cloth carried by several hands that appeared from various sides around Farrel's body, immediately placed on Farrel's body and wrapped it so slowly. However, even so, as time passed the pieces of cloth became fused with each other, making a robe that fit the posture of the body owned by Farrel.

Not only the top clothes, pants that had been attached so neatly, suddenly disappeared like a blur of black smoke, and featuring a pair of naked legs Farrel level.

"Huhuhuhu, look at this, surely if aroused, it could be as big as my hand later."

The speech made Farrel blush in shame, although he could not shout or speak with his mouth that continued to be silenced with his rotten hands.

'I really want to vomit, what the hell with this situation?! This is definitely not a dream!' Farrel wanted to leave, but they kept Farrel's body in place, while replacing Farrel's milk clothes with clothes designed by them all.

And there came, a set of clothes worked by their supernatural powers, finally so and in accordance with Farrel's stocky body.

And Farrel himself, just as his clothes were attached to his body, his consciousness disappeared, and all the hands that contributed to making Farrel a part of them, released their grip from Farrel's body.

"We will have a new successor." the voice inside the palace hall appeared again.

"With the existence of Farrel, we're just looking for his partner."

"Khehehe, but the obvious pairing for Farrel, who else if not Alinda?"

Not long after, everything went back to silence. With Farrel lying on the floor alone in all-black clothes on his body, the moonlight illuminated his figure.