As I listened to Lei Jijian's words, I couldn't help but curl the corners of my mouth slightly.

Then, I slowly rotated the hilt of the sword again to widen the gaps in the insect shell.

But after turning halfway around, the fat man suddenly roared in fury, and the cloak on his back swung violently backward!

Holy crap!

This guy finally realized what was happening...

I thought he was completely oblivious to our attacks and was just drawing energy from us.

That way, it might have given us a chance, but it seems this guy has finally realized what's going on.

And he suddenly flicked his cloak, and I felt a tremendous force!

I quickly let go and jumped back, almost getting hit by the unfolded fabric. At that moment, the Thunder Strike Sword was pulled out of the insect armor.

At this moment, I saw that the drawn sword blade was still covered with a lot of blood and small insect corpses, and the arc of electricity on it had dimmed a bit.

"You're quite tolerant!"

I stared at the fat man's turned body, muttering to myself.

At this point, a two-inch-long slit had been cut into his suit jacket around his waist.

I couldn't help but gasp. If that had hit any of them, they would probably have collapsed on the spot.

In other words, this fat guy's physical strength is just too high!

The bluish-white insect armor was exposed, some of it cracked open and black blood was dripping down the cracks, making it look extremely terrifying.

In no time, his trouser legs were already soaked.

At that moment, I suddenly felt that the concentration of the black blood on his body seemed to have decreased significantly!

Could it be that it absorbed the energy from the ancient man's body, making him more and more like a human, which is why the blood wasn't as concentrated as before?

I hadn't figured it out. Even after the fat man shook us off, he hadn't given up on extracting energy from the ancients.

He simply tightened his grip, and the light emanating from his long arms shone even brighter than before.

The girl's voice immediately came from beside my ear.

"Brother, the remains of the ancients are much more transparent than before; they're almost translucent now!"

This fat guy is almost done!

He's almost drained all the energy out of it!

Following the girl's words, I quickly looked in that direction.

Indeed, she was absolutely right. This fat man had almost completely extracted all the energy from the ancient person's body...

Then, I was about to raise the lightning sword again when I suddenly caught a glimpse of the direction of the mural.

My heart skipped a beat. Oh well, these guys are up to something again.

At this moment, all the people in the mural suddenly knelt down in front of the gap!

They were all standing on tiptoe, charging forward with all their might!

Some of them tried to grab the hem of my clothes!

But there's still some distance between us, how could he possibly catch me?

Seeing his expression, I realized he was about to pounce on me, and I was terrified.

It's not that I'm afraid he might actually come out.

This fear stems from the fact that this thing is so terrified of my intense pursuit.

I can't imagine how many people would want to hunt me down if the people inside actually broke out.

But I didn't have any impact on them, so is it a mistake to prevent them from coming out?

At that moment, some people were lying on the edge of the crevice.

He was scratching at the stone wall with his ghostly fingernails.

Some, unable to squeeze into the center, simply squatted in the front half of the mural, their densely packed bodies forming a huge mass.

As I watched this scene, they were still very blurry in my eyes, but I could feel the extremely distorted and grotesque expressions on their faces.

And at that moment, those whispers turned into clear shouts.

"Don't let him see!"

"If we damage it, we'll be even less likely to get out!"

"Stop him!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

I was completely dumbfounded.

I stared at the girl with wide eyes in disbelief.

At this moment, the girl seemed to hear these people's voices as well, and she froze, too afraid to move.

I never imagined these guys could actually speak.

Moreover, since we entered this secret room, only this fat man shouted something when he was trying to escape.

We didn't hear any other human voices. Could it be that all of these guys are going to come out at once?

I can't even imagine it; all I can do is try my best to calm myself down.

Then I shouted it out.

Do you know Blue Armor...?

We're here to do business with him!

I don't want to be your enemy!

Upon hearing my words, those people seemed to have suddenly heard something extraordinary, and they shut their mouths.

However, although there was no clear sound, the whispering started again, sounding very resentful and like it wanted to kill me.

But no matter how hard they tried to squeeze or reach out, they couldn't break through the barrier of the mural; they could only struggle futilely in the same spot inside the painting.

Some, however, were bumped into by others because it was too crowded and fell into the river in the middle, looking quite disheveled.

At that moment, it seemed like everyone was pushing and shoving, crowding forward.

An idea instantly formed in my mind.

If I were to run directly into that crevice now, these people would definitely use the same strong pushing force as before to stop me.

And they might even pull some dirty tricks while I'm fighting with the fat guy.

Most importantly, if this whisper keeps going on in my head, I absolutely won't be able to fully concentrate on the fight with that fat guy.

Or perhaps some unusual mist is released from the painting, which could then interfere with our eyes.

After all, the contract I was bound to has never been removed, and my vision is still somewhat blurry, especially when looking at this painting, it becomes even more unclear.

If something unexpected happens in those words, it will likely be the biggest blow to me.

Now that we've figured out the weakness of this fat man's suit, we might as well eliminate this biggest danger first.

Without Fatty, no matter how much trouble these people trapped inside cause, they won't be able to stir up any more waves.

Once we've truly terrified the fat guy, we can calmly find another way.

"Yiyi! Keep an eye on the people inside!"

"Make them behave!"

I quickly shouted behind me, and Yiyi nodded. Then I began to grip the Thunderstrike Sword tightly again.

His gaze had already fallen on the outside of the fat man's thigh.

He had also suffered some damage in that area due to the previous attack from the lightning sword.

Now, he has a cloak over his upper body, but his legs must still be fragile.