In town, at the inn, in the kitchen.
Almost all the flesh had fallen off the landlady's face, leaving her a completely skinless, bloody corpse.
But... in Wang Million's eyes, the shape of the landlady's head was simply too strange.
Even if it was a ghost, it should have developed from something humanoid, right? But... the more he looked at the shape of the landlady's skull, the less human it seemed.
It grew increasingly hideous, blood streaming down its entire body.
Wang Million swallowed. He could barely count on Liang Yue at all anymore. Her eyes were vacant; the fact that she was still standing was already commendably brave.
Neither of them was a new player, but from the beginner level until now, they had never encountered a situation this utterly baffling!
What on earth was going on?
There wasn't the slightest clue about the Vengeful Ghost, nor had they found any logic governing how it killed. They were being led around by the nose...
Why was this happening...
Was the horror tale that had once claimed the Chief Player's life really this terrifying?
And the most important element-butterflies-had yet to appear at all.
What kind of Butterfly Island had no butterflies?
And why give it that name?
"Eat it..."
"Eat!"
Although the landlady's head was a bloody mess, both Wang Million and Liang Yue could tell that she was looking less and less human.
It tilted its head and bared its teeth, its face hideous, its gaze fixed on Wang Million.
Under that gaze, Wang Million could only pick up a bowl, shakily ladle himself some soup, and slowly bring it to his lips.
The soup smells so good...
But...
"Urgh..."
A small piece of human tissue floated on the soup's surface. It was "Liang Yue's" flesh. Wang Million