This Isn't an E*otic Game?

Chapter 55

In the dark underground, a ritual was in progress.

Under the unsettlingly bright yet sickly glow of torches and candles, the sacrifices writhed.

"Descend upon us!!"@@@@

As the high priest chanting the incantation shouted, the sacrifices suddenly screamed in agony.

The trembling bodies of the sacrifices instantly exploded, transforming into pools of blood. Crimson liquid, mixed with fragments of human flesh and entrails, slithered toward the center of the altar like a living entity.

The blood converged, clumping together and beginning to take shape.

Bones formed first, followed by muscles and veins weaving over them. Organs slowly settled into place.

For this revival ritual, the priests of the Evil God’s cult had exhausted the massive stockpile of curses and sacrifices they had been accumulating.

It was a devastating loss, but they had no other choice.

Everyone rejoiced, but the one who had been revived did not seem the least bit pleased.

No.

She was utterly terrified.

The countless eyes scattered across her body and face slowly turned toward a corner of the room.

At the edge of the altar—

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