Novel & Cerita Delicious In Dungeon Behind The Voice Actors

Then I bit down hard on Jack’s arm and tore off a piece of flesh. At the same time, the horror game activated, and both Jack and I were pulled into the dungeon. The moment we entered the dungeon, the boss opened its scarlet eyes and exhaled cold breath. “Found you.” This dungeon was called "The Count’s Treasure", with ten players entering—six men and four women. A cold electronic voice echoed in our minds. "The Count liked collecting shiny things. But not long ago—zzzt… its most beloved treasure was stolen by humans. Players, please help the Count retrieve its treasure… zzzzt…"

He has somehow found a way to brighten up the dull corridors. "They are really hot." Minnie adds in, adorably blushing. "Who's hot? Certainly not any of you." A voice sneers from behind us. I swirl around to come face to face with the she-devil herself, Delilah Tycho. "What do you want Delilah? Aren't you all bitched out already?" I ask, rolling my eyes.

I sat on the relatively clear part, clutching my knees while curling in a ball swinging back and forth and did the only thing I could - I cried. Maniacal laughter echoed out of nowhere, and the doors, which I hadn’t seen in the dark before, opened. Marcellus came in with a gang of his demons. The sinister, distorted cackle came from his servants. The devious smirk plastered the corners of his lips was the only curve that contrasted his face fuelled with disdain and disgust. What is that thing with men? Every man that I met in my life looked at me with that kind of look. I am probably not the prettiest woman you will meet. I am also aware of the gooey shit I accidentally smeared on my head a

I almost mistook it for the sound of a rat scuffling past. I jolted. The voice drifted from the shadows behind me. Slowly, I stood and stepped back, straining to see through the pitch-black corner of the dungeon. “Hello?” I whispered. Chained to the wall, barely conscious, were three figures I didn't know. But from their soggy mane and hairy body, I could tell they were beastmen. “Are you the one sent to save us?” The eyes had sunk deeply into their sockets and they looked like they were one foot into the grave. “ Please….save us.”

They looked like ears. "It's a dog," Luna said, unimpressed. "It is a dragon in disguise!" I countered. "He is... undercover! For ze mission!" I shoved the tray into the oven, praying to a God I hadn't spoken to in years. Ten minutes. I just needed ten minutes without being discovered. The kitchen doors swung open again. I instinctively ducked behind a stack of giant stockpots. "Is the new chef in here?" The voice was deep, smooth, and infuriatingly cultured. Alaric.

"Or do you just want me to tell you?" "Show me." Moving forward, I flopped down in the chair across from him and waited as he turned the computer to face me. Once it was positioned properly, I reached forward and clicked play. Narrowing my gaze, I watched as a warrior named Damien made his way through the packhouse towards the servants' wing. When he arrived, he met with a maid I recognized as Alissa. "Is there sound?" I asked, watching the two examine the area before making their way towards the end of the wing and through a door that led to the dungeon. "I’m curious to hear what they’re discussing in a space where they don’t belong."

Damien looked down once And horror consumed his face completely. “That’s impossible.” Then a voice echoed upward through hidden speakers beneath the underground city. Calm. Male. And terrifyingly familiar. “Welcome back, Subject A.”

I doubt it. As soon as he ended the call, his trademark smile slipped back into its place. Giving me a long look, it seems like he was mind-linking someone and suddenly I heard an angry voice from behind. "Can you just be serious, and stop messing around," I stiffened immediately, I heard the voice and the same goes to the owner of the voice, "King Daemon," I swiveled around, my heart pounding heavily. I think that I have cast my identity, so I lowered my head.

He turned to the young eunuch and said, "You may go back first. I can go in by myself." Most people of the Nine Spirits Tribe were particularly afraid of the Sky-reaching Dungeons, and this young eunuch was no exception. When he heard what Ding Hao said, he was relieved and hurriedly bowed. "Take care, Your Excellency." Ding Hao stepped into the dungeons. The heavy gate slowly closed, and peace was restored here. Only the occasional snoring of Evil Moon not far away and the footsteps of the young eunuch who was gradually leaving could be heard. In the Sky-reaching Dungeons-

All I need is for him to answer the question I have in mind. Since i see he is at alert, I need to seize the opportunity immediately without wasting time at all. While I have the air within my gut expelled, I opened my lips to speak. "Does this place have voice echo?" I aske. With the look on his face I know he didn't understand me. I am so scared that very moment and the shock dialled through my facial expression. 'How do I explain myself?' I questioned myself, because I don't know how. "Oh… I think I get what you are trying to say. Voice echo are common in the dungeon since you are the only one here," he explained.