Looking at the fat man's current state, I felt a little relieved.
If that's the case, then I should be able to handle it a little better.
After all, he now seems to have no intelligence at all, just like that ancient person from before.
The only difference is that this fat man can talk.
However, this ability to talk probably won't have any impact on us.
He can speak but can't call for help; it's likely that everyone inside the painting is trapped inside, and only these two can actually get out...
At that moment, I immediately thought of that ancient person I had just heard about.
The ancient man remained silent throughout, only murmuring a few words as he lay there before dying.
I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to myself.
Great, if that's the case, then our chances of winning are very high.
I checked with the girl one last time: "Is this really a rotting worm?"
I still held onto a sliver of hope that I was wrong.
"Brother, I can't say for sure, but it's probably true..."
After all, among the books I've read...
The illustration at the time really looked like this…
"That's fine then."
My heart was ashen, and my tone became subdued.
Since that's the case, there's nothing to doubt; we just have to face it!
Regardless of whether we survive or not, we must at least find the Blue Armor before we can determine what happens next!
If he really dies, drag him down with him!
This outrageous guy has trapped us here...
But the next second, before we could even react, the fat man seemed to have recovered and suddenly squeezed out of the mural!
Holy crap!
No way...
I was shocked again, and the lightning sword quickly transmitted a message to my mind.
"Master, retreat quickly! Regardless of whether what the girl said is true or false... I guarantee you're not dead yet!"
Before Lei Jijian could explain anything to me, he quickly used the blade to block in front of me and pushed me backward.
I looked at this fat man; the way he came out was different from the ancient man I had just met.
Instead, it was as if she had passed through a layer of water film, and all the fat on her body had a slightly smooth sheen.
It was only then that I suddenly remembered, oh right, when I saw this fat guy just now, wasn't he in this soft, bouncy and shiny state?
Could it be that he'll be able to get out then?
Or perhaps he didn't come out of the mural before, but was just silently sensing my presence to determine whether I was dead or not.
Thinking about this, I felt a chill of fear.
If he had bitten me directly, I might be dealing with the worms in his stomach right now.
Then, without any hesitation, I watched as the fat man swaggered towards us.
The moment he emerged from the mural, there was a loud "thump," which made the ground tremble again.
This fat man is even fatter and more bloated than he was in the mural.
His face was completely pale and expressionless. As I looked at his face, I could see only his eyes slowly widening.
That's not all; his eyes didn't even have any whites; they just kept bulging outwards.
It looked like his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and his pupils reflected the images of me and the girl, as if he were trying to suck us in.
I quickly pulled the girl back, her face filled with terror.
I know this is probably the first time the girl has ever seen such a scene.
Even more frightening was that the skin on the fat man's neck started to wriggle!
Alright, this must be the time for their true nature to be revealed, right?
Just now, when he was in the mural, he was still hesitant, and he looked somewhat like a human being.
But now, this guy should have completely degenerated into the shape of the worm inside his body!
As I expected, the next second, some insects immediately appeared on the fat man's body.
Insects slithered in and out of his expensive suit, and soon they even started appearing on his neck.
This time it wasn't inside his clothes, but inside his skin, burrowing in and out, forming small bumps that looked utterly disgusting.
Moreover, I noticed that the insects were crawling up the fat man's neck and onto his face.
Within seconds, the insects even crawled to the corner of his eye, forming a huge bulge on his eyelid that jutted outwards.
These insects must be extremely ferocious, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to crawl little by little to the fat man's eye corner.
I was startled again. I stared at the bug in the corner of his eye for a long time, but it didn't fall off.
The insect was just hanging there, making his eyes, which were already about to pop out, appear even more bulging.
This is just too outrageous! I was even more shocked.
Those insects were stuck to his pale skin, which made my scalp tingle.
I turned around and glanced at the girl; she was almost crying from fright.
"How...how did he become like this? Is this still Fatty Zhou?"
The girl gripped my clothes tightly, and I could feel the force she was using.
I understand that the girl has probably never seen this scene before.
Even though she had seen some terrifying scenes before, she had never seen anything as bizarre as this.
The next second, the fat man didn't say anything. Even more outrageous, he didn't walk towards us, but instead slowly squatted down.
What does this mean?
Is it going to mutate...?
I was filled with doubt again, looking at this guy with complete bewilderment.
Just now in the mural, he was smashing things at us like crazy, but now that he's standing right in front of us, why is he squatting down instead?
Not only that, the way this guy squatted down seemed very devout, like he was kneeling in worship.
However, his current expression makes it impossible for me to see any goodwill he might have towards us.
The next second, he squatted down even harder, spreading his legs completely apart.
This is not a normal squatting posture; instead, it resembles a toad, with its legs spread as wide as possible and its knees turned completely outward.
His hands slowly moved forward and finally braced themselves on the ground in front of him.
I looked at this monster; his knuckles were white and his fingers were cracked—it wasn't a normal person's hand at all.
I was shocked, and even more certain of one thing: the person in front of me was 100% not Fatty Zhou.
If this is Fatty Zhou, that's too outrageous. No matter how terrifying he was before, at least he looked like a normal person!
When I took a closer look at the fat man's hands, I found that there were insect eggs stuck in the crevices of his fingernails.
Those tiny white dots, so densely packed together, made me feel physically nauseous...
I couldn't help but gag. This guy was just squatting there, his huge eyes staring intently at us.
But from his throat, just like the ancient man from before, came a strange sound.
The sound was like a stone rolling down his throat and landing heavily on the ground.
I wondered to myself, shouldn't this guy's body be full of worms?
Could it be that he also has stones inside his body?
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