The Boss lost control,
This was indeed dangerous, but it wasn't the first time the troupe had faced such a situation. Not to mention that Jiane and Mr. Rabbit were seated right beside the Boss.
Mr. Rabbit, who had been enjoying the hot spring service, immediately snapped awake. A deep-red glow flared through the eyeholes of his mask as he exchanged a glance with Jiane across the table, completing their communication.
Smack!
Jiane slapped the table directly! A Black Curtain descended, shielding the Boss behind it. The continuously multiplying flesh and black hair were temporarily blocked by the curtain, but this makeshift barrier couldn't hold for long.
"What... is this..."
Even through that magical curtain, even with William seated at the farthest end of the dining table from the Boss,
he could still see that behind the curtain, some twisted, chaotic ancient body was taking shape. The floating black hair resembled a monster's fur, or perhaps some inherent soft-bodied structure.
Although it had yet to fully form,
it still stirred an intense Primal Fear deep within William's soul.
His trembling knees wanted to kneel, and even his lips and tongue began to quiver, as if he wanted to utter some ancient language to express his awe and worship toward the thing before him.
Just then,
Mr. Rabbit flashed behind the Boss, ignoring the black hair whipping and piercing through his flesh.
Smack! His palm struck the back of the Boss's neck, where layers of flesh had piled up.
The force of the blow spread inward like ripples, successfully locating the gold needle trapped between the flesh at the back of the neck, then driving it deeper inside!
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~
As a large amount of steam billowed out, all the excess flesh piled onto the Boss's body scattered across the