I spoke slowly, then reached out and shielded the girl behind me.
I took half a step forward and stared intently at the fat man.
Just now, the Thunder Strike Sword and the girl's fire attack actually burned this bug almost to death. If it charges forward again, I'll have the Thunder Strike Sword use the same trick again.
But to my shock, the fat man wasn't even looking in our direction...
I was a little dumbfounded. What was going on?
He didn't even move towards the crack in the mural; instead, he glanced at the ancient corpse!
No way...
I initially thought the fat guy was going to gamble on the only exit from that mural...
After all, if he wanted to kill me, he would have had to close the door first. If we had gotten even a little closer to the mural, we probably would have run away immediately.
What does it mean that he is looking at the ancients again?
At this moment, the remains of the ancient man were still near the stone platform, with half of his head lying on the ground, while his arm had already been cut into many small pieces by the lightning sword.
Each section was just a pile of small stones and dirt, and he had almost bled out of his body long ago.
The black blood that had flowed out had accumulated into a small pool nearby, and it was covered with many greedy insects.
Some decaying insects crawled there and were corroded by the blood, while those with stronger vitality continued to feed there.
I couldn't help but think to myself, "Sure enough, this secret room is a place of survival of the fittest. Only the strong are worthy of living here!"
The fat man stared at the remains, his steps slowing slightly. The huge eyeballs were still bloodshot, but I actually saw a hint of... hesitation in them?
Damn, this is the first time this guy has shown any signal in his eyes. Before, they were just empty and powerless, but this is the first time I've read any information from them.
What is he going to do?
The girl seemed to have noticed the fat man's state as well, and her tone was filled with doubt.
"The ancients are all dead, why would he bother looking for them..."
Could it be that they want to extract some information from his body?
I don't understand it either.
When this fat guy was chasing us before, he even made a little quieter noise when he passed by this pile of ancient remains. But now, why is he taking the initiative to go over there?
Could it be that the worms inside his body are causing this?
Or perhaps... there's something he needs inside this ancient person's body!
If that's the case, then I definitely have to stop him!
After all, the energy within this ancient person's body was definitely the most powerful in the entire secret chamber and among all the murals.
Even if he were dead now, I'm worried that the energy within his body hasn't been fully released, but is still there, hidden in the cracks of the rocks, yet to be unearthed.
What I'm afraid of is this fat man. He's also someone who came out of the murals, just like the ancients, and he has certain methods to seize the energy of the ancients for his own use.
That would put us in real trouble!
The muscles of the ancients, including their ability to freely control the length of their arms, are extremely difficult for us to handle!
Without hesitation, the fat man immediately walked towards the remains of the ancient people. As he got closer and closer, only two steps away from the remains, the fat man suddenly stopped.
There's nothing we can do at this point. The fat man's suit is very sturdy and its shine hasn't faded at all.
I watched as the fat man stretched out his thick hand and slowly reached towards the severed arm next to the ancient remains; his movements were still very stiff.
It really is like a marionette.
Although it was very stiff, I could actually see a hint of solemnity in it.
This is that fat guy from before, I've never seen him before.
The last time he did something similar was when he was about to come out and kept banging on the ground inside the mural, creating a situation similar to that during an earthquake!
I could even see the rotting worms on the back of the fat man's hand moving frantically, as if urging him to hurry up...
No way?
The guy's tongue didn't move much; it just silently retracted into his mouth, and the once large tongue now looked so bloated inside.
This fat guy is starting to look more and more like a toad.
"Oh no, could he be trying to absorb the energy from this ancient corpse...?"
The girl quickly spoke up, and my heart tightened. I was about to unleash the lightning sword when I saw the fat man's hand suddenly stop just as it touched the severed arm.
Has he sensed our intentions? Is he planning to attack us?
The fat man's huge eyeballs moved slightly, and the blood vessels inside were all over them; it was very distressing to look at.
The fat man stared intently at the remaining muscles on the ancient man's arm, swallowing hard once more, making a sound like a stone falling to the ground.
It seemed as if he was specifically confirming something, and the fat man's head slowly turned.
Then, the bizarre scene from before unfolded...
The black blood on the ancient man's arm slowly flowed towards the fat man's hand!
As if drawn by something, it slowly crawled up the fat man's fingertips and into the wound on the back of his hand!
Some of the blood even trickled down his suit jacket and onto his arm.
Holy crap, what are they trying to do?
"He has to suck the blood of the ancients!"
Although the ancients are dead, the energy within them still exists.
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