At this moment, he could completely grip the cane in his hand, and there was still a trace of inexplicable blood on the grooves.
I wondered to myself where this stuff came from. Could it be black blood left behind by ancient people, or something that flowed from this fat man's body...?
When the fat man was absorbing blood from the pile of ancient remains, a little blood did appear.
But now it seems that these few drops of blood really did appear out of nowhere.
The next second, as the fat man began to inhale, the remaining blood beads and the sheen on the cane slowly seeped into his palm.
The guy slowly extended his fingers, only slightly retracting them the instant he touched the cane.
It's not as long as it was before.
To be honest, for the first few seconds, this guy's hands reminded me of the fingernails of a female ghost in a horror movie.
I could see clearly that the energy slowly flowing into his body was the essence of the ancient people's spinal cord.
It feels like this thing is stealing it away little by little.
If the ancients were still alive, they would definitely not allow this fat man to do such a thing!
I couldn't help but gasp; this place truly is a winner-takes-all place.
No matter how glorious and powerful the ancients were, they've all been absorbed little by little by this fat man.
In fact, the fat man was just an insignificant little toad in the eyes of everyone in this place at the beginning.
I let the lightning sword come closer to me, and then whispered something to him.
"You should know the origin of this thing. It was the foundation of the ancients' livelihood. If he had it in his hands, combined with his ability to suddenly extend his fingers..."
You should know the consequences for us, right?
I spoke quietly to him, and Lei Jijian understood. I was trying to encourage him, but he still looked listless.
“Master, it’s no use telling me this. If I had fallen out just now, he would have scratched me with his claws. If I make a move now, he might hit me with this cane!”
Let's use strategy instead.
It's still about outsmarting them!
I sighed, and then spoke again.
"Get a little closer to him and keep a close eye on that cane. Even when outsmarting someone, you still need to observe the enemy's situation."
Right now, this guy's staring at his new cane, studying it; his attention isn't on us at all!
I lowered my voice, my eyes fixed on the fat man's movements. His fingers had already touched the top of his cane.
But I could clearly see that after he picked it up, he slowly put it down again, as if he was getting used to it.
The long fingers, after being placed on the cane, stretched out again, just like springs.
To prevent it from being too long and pricking himself or other parts of his body, the fat man began to grip the cane tightly.
The black blood smeared onto the cane from the man's fingers.
At this point, I couldn't tell whether the speckles on the cane were left by the ancients or were contagious from the fat man.
However, the blood on him looked like the blood splattered on someone who had been stabbed twice after a fierce fight.
I thought to myself, this guy is definitely focused entirely on his cane right now, not on us.
The next second, if I told Lei Jijian to reduce the intensity of his lightning strikes...
Without the slightest hesitation, the lightning bolt seemed to be thinning rapidly, like a needle.
If you weren't consciously aware of it, you would just think it was a beam of light.
Moreover, the lightning sword deliberately avoided the black blood that the fat man had spat out on the ground.
I understand that if Lei Jijian had gotten even a little bit of this blood on him during the process, the fat man would probably have noticed.
Moreover, at this moment, he even kept the sound of his Thunder Strike Sword flying to a minimum.
The problem is that some debris is still slowly falling from this sealed room.
These slag fragments can still hit the lightning sword.
Moreover, it is precisely at the moment of impact that the lightning sword slows down slightly, and as a result, the lightning strike will also cause some small stone fragments to be scattered.
"Master...this guy sticks out his tongue about every two or three seconds..."
Moreover, he always scanned an area of about half a meter in front of him.
In a moment I'll just chop off his hand holding the cane!
If all goes well, his hand will tremble slightly.
At worst, the cane in his hand would simply fall off.
My current worry is what other tricks he might have up his sleeve. If this guy has really mastered the methods of the ancients, we'll be in real trouble!
I listened to Lei Jijian's words and nodded. This guy is quite meticulous.
He had been silently observing the situation on the field the whole time.
Indeed, even though the fat man has the cane in his hand, his tongue is still sticking out unconsciously.
This is probably just his innate reaction as a toad.
This is what I was thinking.
The current tactic of Lei Jijian is quite reasonable.
After all, if we were to confront him head-on, not to mention whether the fat man would use his cane to stop us, his suit alone would be enough to give us trouble.
The next second, the fat man stuck out his tongue again, and there were some crawling insects on his long black tongue.
He first scanned half a circle forward, then, finding nothing amiss, slowly retreated.
Now!
I shouted it out in my head.
Then, just as I was about to let Lei Jijian make his move, the fat man suddenly paused.
He examined the suit, then paused abruptly backward before shifting his body to the side.
It was as if they had sensed something.
"Did this guy find out?"
I couldn't help but speak, my heart already in my throat.
I was just about to have the girl unleash a burst of energy to disrupt the fat guy's energy output.
But the next second I found that the lightning sword had stopped in place instantly.
The arc of electricity had been completely drawn into the shadows, as if it had been affected by something.
Has this fat guy already affected the lightning sword?!
I was worried for a moment, but the fat man just casually shrugged his shoulder and then continued to stare at his cane with his head down, clearly not actually locking onto the lightning strike button.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Well, I thought the lightning had already been exposed.
To be honest, if the Thunder Strike Sword were exposed, the girl and I would be even less able to make a move.
The next second, when I saw the fat man simply absorbing blood, I instinctively became alert.
In other words, the lightning strike still had some impact on him.
The girl leaned slightly closer, and the pink energy in her palm immediately lit up.
I knew he was about to make his move.
He then quickly unleashed this energy, sending it swaying towards the fat man.
Finally, it landed on the fat man's left.
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