The smell of something decaying. The space was filled with a rotten smell that made you feel nauseated. Then, on those 9 cross pillars that supported this space… There was a lump of meat that exposed us to the sight of the similar cruelty of this place.
I was relieved to see Alaina muttered like that with a pained expression on her face.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah… I’m okay. If it’s just this much.”
I nodded. Then I slowly walked to one of the 9 pillars that resembled a cross.
I tilted my head as I saw the corpse of a woman attached to the 9 pillars. All of the corpses were in a similar state.
The woman’s head was all cut off and the cut section was already starting to form a pus. No. It seemed a considerable amount of time had passed since the whole section was filled with pus. The corpse was already festering and decaying, it was hard to imagine this corpse was used to be a human being.
The stomach was cut open, just like the corpses I had seen in that world before. The incision was cleanly cut, all of the internal organs were removed save for the womb. It seemed the womb was cleanly cut in the middle too before they left it in the corpse’s stomach….. But this stomach… The stomach was black. Probably because a considerable time had passed since the corpse started rotting.
But none of this matters. What caught my attention more was the body of the woman chained to the pillar.
One of them had the lower body of a fish, one with an unusually large body, one with an unusually small body, one with traces of white feathers with red marks on their back, like someone pulled their wings off… Another one with green skin, one with unusually white skin and fresh blood still bleeding from the corpse, one with her whole body covered in thick fur, like a beast and another one with three arms….
There were 9 women tied up on the pillars and 8 of them obviously not a human just from their appearance. Only 1 of the corpses had the appearance of an ordinary human.
“Lump of meat….”
I turned my attention to the center of the room. No, to be precise, I looked at the twitching lump of meat that was spreading disorderly like it was about to swallow the whole table.
“Is that the god of death?”
Alaine grimaced as she threw that question at me.
I titled my head to the side at Alaine’s question.
I don’t know what those are. None of the literature I’ve read mentioned anything about this twitching lump of meat.