I was both surprised and delighted, and was just about to throw another punch at him.
But then, two more insects that had fallen from the ceiling began crawling rapidly onto the fat man.
It looked as if it were searching for its master.
They climbed very quickly and instantly squeezed into the guy's suit.
The fat man's body trembled twice, and his already somewhat distorted face became even more ferocious.
I understand that these insects also have some impact on it, but not all of them aggravate it.
As they crawled inside, it seemed as if they wanted to suck the fat man dry.
I even felt a little sorry for the fat guy.
But there's always a reason why someone is pitiful. This thing is made up of these insects, and I don't even have time to hate it yet!
But just a few seconds later, the fat man's face returned to calm.
My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had already absorbed the insect's energy?
Or are these insects simply not affecting it at all?
Was that operation just now to restore his stamina?
If that's the case, then that would be very troublesome.
Sure enough, judging from the fat man's physical condition, even his roars seemed to have weakened.
The girl quickly came over and grabbed my arm, pulling me behind her.
"Brother, something's wrong with these bugs, they're helping him..."
I followed the girl's gaze and saw that, indeed, the giant worm had burrowed into the side of the fat man's waist where I had hit him, and it was bulging there!
And these two black insects covered his waist completely, one on each side.
It was like two great support points, making this guy's waist, which was originally a bit sunken in, full, like muscles bulging out.
Seeing this, I started to get a little anxious.
No way, if these insects really do have some strengthening effect on it.
So all he had to do was keep messing up the ceiling and poking the bugs out of it.
Does that mean the fat guy has a continuous supply of energy?
At the same time, the people inside the mural seemed to start to panic. They had been pushing forward and blocking us.
Now their bodies seem to be standing upright, and they're starting to sway slowly.
Many people reached out their hands toward the hole in the ceiling, as if they wanted to climb out through it.
Not only that, but I saw that these people's expressions were blurry, as if they were still afraid of something.
Could these insects crawl into the murals and eat the people inside?
By this time, the fat man had recovered, but there was still a slight mark left from the blow I had just struck his suit.
It must be because the insects burrowed into his body; the bleeding from the seams of his suit had stopped.
This is not good news for us.
The fat man slowly reached out his hand, which wasn't as long as before, as if he were yearning for something.
The next second, the fat man walked towards the cane that had rolled far away, each step more steady than before.
It looked like a toad trying to walk like a human.
The light in his eyes seemed to have become more stable, but his eye sockets were still filled with dark red blood vessels.
At that moment, the lightning sword slowly floated back to my side, the electric arc trembling slightly.
“Master, he’s definitely going to get that cane again…”
You should have noticed just how nourishing those insects are to it.
If we let him drag this out any longer, we won't even have a chance to get close to him!
I still feel some pain from the burn on my hand; it definitely took a lot of effort.
At this moment, my breathing is somewhat unsteady.
Although his suit wasn't shattered, the impact the fat man just received was significant, and he clearly staggered back several steps.
Now, as I watch the fat man's hand about to touch the cane, only one thought is in my mind.
We absolutely cannot let this guy absorb all five of our energy. We can't let him get his hands on this cane anymore!
Otherwise, we will not only be unable to break free from the contract, but we might even be trapped here and die.
"The Lightning Strike Sword absolutely cannot be played around with anymore..."
We are now facing a life-or-death situation!
"Just chop right into this guy's tongue!"
I quickly repeated it to Lei Jijian in my mind, but Lei Jijian seemed indifferent after hearing what I said.
“Master, in my opinion, this fat man just wants to establish himself in this world.”
He no longer wants to live within that mural. Look at him, he's even wearing a suit now; isn't it obvious he wants to be a human being...?
Moreover, he doesn't seem to have any aggressive intentions towards us. If he absorbs all the energy of that ancient person, he might just break through this ceiling.
It might even lead us to a new way out...
Listening to Lei Jijian's words, I could clearly feel that he had gone astray, and this idea was completely wrong.
If we actually listen to him and let this fat man absorb the energy from the ancients, we'll be like fish on a chopping board.
This guy could kill me at any moment.
Moreover, Lei Jijian overlooked the most important point: this fat man had no subjective will.
He operates entirely based on the underlying code written inside his body.
But now it seems that this thing is starting to absorb the energy from the ancients, which is clearly not information written in the lower layers of the body.
Therefore, I suspect that someone is definitely manipulating things behind the scenes.
This fat man's current behavior is definitely not driven by his own will!
Thinking about this made my heart feel even heavier.
Lei Jijian, on the other hand, had a grin on his face and was talking to me.
Seeing him like that makes me angry.
Once this guy has made up his mind, it's basically something that's hard to change.
At that moment, I had another idea. Since this guy was not easy to cheer up, I would suggest something to get him excited.
Without hesitation, I spoke directly to Lei Jijian.
"Think about it, we can only find Blue Armor after we get out of here..."
Moreover, only by going out and breaking the contract on his body can he go to other places and inquire about the news of the Beast God.
Don't you think so?
We're stuck here, getting nothing, and we can't even get out.
It's just a waste of time sitting here waiting to die; by then, you might even miss the best time to do other things.
Upon hearing me mention the words "Beast God," Lei Jijian immediately became alert.
At the same time, those two words felt like a needle, pricking him.
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