Inside, they were frantically slaughtering these cultists.
The cultists consisted of only a handful of soldiers and henchmen, most were servants within the manor.
Facing the slaughter, apart from flailing the tentacles that unknowingly grew on their bodies, they had no deterrent power.
They were quickly slaughtered to extinction.
However, in this enclosed cellar, the blood from the slaughtered cultists did not carry an overwhelming stench of blood.
Instead, the air was filled with a faintly sweet aroma, which entered everyone's body with each breath they took.
[Sweet Fragrance of Desire: Within an aroma composed of desires, the desires represented by this aroma will influence the consciousness.]
"Be careful, hurry up, and don't get affected," said the Captain.
Then, together with his team members, he took the girls down from the wooden racks.
Some girls were still wailing in pain, but their faces were flushed and sweaty.
