If I were to directly hit the fog in his eyes, I probably would have punched him in the nose or mouth.

If you end up getting bitten by this guy, then it's not worth it.

I suspect that this slight ambiguity or inaccuracy is the effect of the contract I am bound to.

Even in the morning, the area in front of my eyes was a gray blur, but to Yiyi, it always appeared as black pupils.

Later, the girl told me that I even had red pupils, as if I were being burned.

Although I haven't felt anything unusual for a long time, just a slightly warm feeling, it has never had any impact on me.

That actually makes me quite happy.

If something were to happen to me and I were affected by this thing, I might have been accidentally punched by the ancients while I was dealing with them.

If the girl is left to deal with it alone, she might not be able to subdue and defeat him!

Looking at the ancient man lying on the ground, groaning softly, I was filled with emotion.

How was this thing made? It has such power and speed.

And they've been dealing with us for so long without showing any signs of fatigue.

In other words, this guy seems to be a perpetual motion machine.

I know in my heart that perpetual motion machines are simply impossible.

Then there is only one possibility: the creator injected endless energy into the body of this ancient person.

And what was injected was definitely a considerable amount of energy.

I've been thinking about how much energy the person who created the ancient figures actually possessed.

I think it's unlikely that this person is a Blue Armor user.

I could see the quality of the blue armor very clearly at the time, so he probably didn't have much strength.

At this moment, the ancient man was still hanging on the ground, groaning faintly. But then I suddenly noticed that the cracks that had been opened during the fight were now also emitting a faint mist.

This weapon is just like the color that the ancients saw before.

And this light mist had begun to gradually envelop the entire room.

It's even stronger than before.

I shielded the girl and listened carefully again. Then, I felt a rumbling sound!

There really was a sound...

I quickly glanced at the girl, and she quickly gave me a look in return.

It seems the girl can hear this sound too, not just me!

I felt a little relieved, since my perception of the girl was on the same frequency as hers, which was acceptable.

What I fear is that young girls can hear things that I cannot hear, while young girls, whom I can hear and see, cannot perceive.

If there's a time lag between our perceptions, then that's a real problem.

"Brother, it looks like it's at three o'clock!"

The girl simply gave up on holding her breath; perhaps to her, these weapons were nothing at all.

Then, the girl and I immediately looked in the direction from which the sound came from.

The girl cried out anxiously, and my eyes narrowed—indeed!

Could that be the sound of that ancient person's roar just now?

Wait a minute, there's a huge difference between these two voices. And if the voice of an ancient person can attract my attention, it means that this guy is really on the verge of being resurrected.

The girl and I would probably retreat immediately.

After all, if this guy really chooses to fake his death and then looks for an opportunity to attack us, that would be too difficult.

Although I don't know if he has human intelligence, his behavior of starting slowly and then suddenly increasing his speed suggests that he is definitely not stupid.

Or perhaps this was an instruction given to him by the creator, causing his speed to increase dramatically, making it difficult for the enemy to react.

If that's the case, then this guy probably doesn't have much intelligence.

Naturally, there would be no such thing as faking one's death.

The next second, I listened carefully again, and I was certain that it was definitely not this guy's voice!

The ancient figures on the ground were still panting heavily, not at all like they were making a sound.

And the sound seemed to be coming from a very far place.

I was afraid that this thing was specifically designed to harm us, and the melodious yet mournful sound that had been there ever since we entered the palace had indeed disappeared.

Could it be an evolution of that kind of sound?

I pondered this in my mind, then repeated my idea to the girl. She paused for a moment, then spoke softly.

"Brother, it's impossible that your voice just now was like a ghost from the underworld, trying to steal our souls and potentially killing us at any moment!"

But right now, I don't think this sound has much of an impact...

It seems to have come from a very far place…

The girl couldn't give a clear answer either.

She just shook her head helplessly.

Hearing this, I felt a chill run down my spine. Could it really be this ancient person lying there, barely clinging to life? I figured he wouldn't pose any threat to us anymore.

But I had an impulse to guide the lightning sword, without hesitation, and pierce this guy's throat directly.

At that moment, Lei Jijian seemed to have read my thoughts, and spoke softly in my mind.

"Master, don't even think about asking me to stand up for you!"

You must have seen how strong his body is!

Don't tell me you wanted me to chop it up...

Even if I put all my energy into this guy's body, I probably still wouldn't be able to split his skin, let alone pierce his throat!

You see, we targeted his weaknesses, and all we did was knock him down..."

Lei Jijian's tone was filled with intense displeasure.

Indeed, this idea might be too risky for him.

Even if we can manage to pierce this guy's neck, it will be a case of hurting the enemy a thousand while losing eight hundred of our own.

I was even afraid that if the Thunder Strike Sword were to strike directly at him, this guy would experience a kind of final burst of energy and throw out two more punches haphazardly.

Who gets hit is beyond my control.

I pondered this helplessly.

"Brother, why aren't you saying anything!"

I listened to the girl's words and felt puzzled.

She kept tugging at my clothes as she spoke.

I know the girl was still very anxious, after all, for her, getting out of here quickly or finding the blue armor was her primary goal.

We're completely trapped inside this palace now, and I doubt the girl would dare to go through the crack in the mural again.