"Quickly call him Dad!"
I pulled the fat man along; there was no time to explain.
I felt that the tall thing in front of me had a familiar scent.
Based on what happened before, I suspect he might be the fat man's father.
"father!"
The fat man immediately knelt down and called the headless corpse "Father!"
The shout was very crisp, but there was no wickedness in it now. I was staring intently at the corpse, ready to pounce on it the moment it made a move!
I took out the blood vial from my pocket; this is my trump card.
I wonder if Old Knife's blood will have any effect on the headless corpse in front of us.
Just as I was about to make my move, I was surprised to find that the headless corpse had stopped moving.
It hovered next to the fat man.
The fat man was trembling and had no idea what was happening.
"Sir, what's going on? Why isn't he making a move?"
The fat man wiped away the mixture of sweat and tears, looked at the headless corpse in front of him, and didn't know what to say.
"He's your father! Can't you tell?"
I pointed at the corpse and looked at the fat man.
Although the current situation is very strange, it is a fact.
"My father? How is that possible!"
The fat man was stunned. This news was a bolt from the blue for him; no one could withstand such a blow.
"Otherwise, why would he stop when you called him 'Dad'?"
I asked a question in return.
"Father, is that you?"
The fat man then observed the situation and quickly knelt down.
Although the headless corpse had stopped moving, it sensed the fat man and actually reached out and touched the fat man's cheek.
"Grandpa, isn't he headless? How can he hear my voice?"
The fat man turned around and asked me, trembling, something he couldn't quite understand.
"Do you think this is a living person? When a person dies, their organs die too. It's not like you can sense things through this. Even ghosts without physical bodies can sense things, let alone your father in this state!"
I cursed the fat man in an annoyed tone, saying that he was all that big for nothing.
Despite its large size, it's actually much smaller than Lao Dao.
"That seems to be the case, Father. You can hear me, right?"
The fat man turned back to stare at the headless corpse, tears streaming down his face once more. He still had deep feelings for his father.
The headless corpse seemed to be making a huge struggle, partly because its instinct was to continue attacking us, and partly because of the bond between father and son.
"Step back a bit, leave it to me!" Seeing that the fat man had subdued the headless corpse, I told him to step back.
Now all I need to do is take this opportunity to restrain this guy.
I took out a talisman, smeared it with Old Dao's blood, and condensed a powerful array.
The purpose of the formation was to restrain such things. At this moment, the fat man did not retreat, still immersed in his father-son relationship.
I yelled at the fat man, "Idiot, back up! Your dad's losing his temper. If you keep going like this, you'll only provoke him!"
I'm so disappointed in you.
If the fat man had simply retreated, I estimate that this formation would have been able to control the headless corpse.
Unfortunately, the fat man was a little too slow in retreating. Before he could react, the headless corpse's body began to tremble violently.
I pulled the fat man up; he's very important to me right now, and I can't let him die like this.
"Grandpa, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I might be dead!"
The fat man, still shaken after being rescued, lay on the ground panting.
The headless corpse seemed to have been stabbed, and its body split open.
I was about to use a formation to bind the headless corpse when I was surprised to find that the formation seemed to be ineffective.
"Damn it, there seems to be something inside this guy!"
My face turned very pale, because this headless corpse no longer seemed so pure; it was completely different from what I had imagined.
There must be something else inside the body trying to control its autonomy.
"Get out of here, or we'll all die!"
I immediately realized that this guy was not to be trifled with. The headless corpse was already very troublesome, but the monster inside the corpse was something even more terrifying.
Once he awakens, none of the three of us will survive!
The headless corpse's shirt was ripped open, revealing a mangled chest, from which a spider leg suddenly appeared!
Then, similar things appeared on the corpse's back, chest cavity, and several other places.
I counted them, and there are eight legs in total.
"Xiao He, your dad is a spider demon!"
The old lady was almost swearing too. Who wouldn't be disgusted by those thick, black spider legs?
The fat man was speechless and just kept backing away.
"No, he's just a normal person. He must have been possessed by something. Look, this thing came out of my father's body!"
The fat man quickly explained.
"Hmm, little sister, Xiao He's father is probably not a spider demon. This thing is very likely the source of the evil energy!"
As I looked at those long, dark legs, those fragmented clues suddenly came together in my mind.
I could smell that familiar scent from those spider legs.
It's evil energy.
No wonder those evil energies had no effect on the fat man; it turns out they were created by his father.
"No wonder those evil spirits couldn't harm you!"
The older woman suddenly understood and looked at the fat man in shock; she hadn't expected it to be like this.
"Grandpa, girl, stop teasing me! What should we do now? My dad is probably already under control!"
The fat man was both frightened and desperate to save his father when he saw the headless corpse.
I used all sorts of offensive formations, but none of them had any effect on this headless corpse.
Each time, the spider legs neutralized the attack. Even when the lightning sword struck, the opponent didn't seem afraid.
The older woman and I had no choice but to grit our teeth and start resisting; this was the second basement level.
The headless corpse has blocked the way. The only way out is to step over the headless corpse!
Squeak squeak squeak!
The corpse continued to twist and turn, its black legs kept lengthening, and something even grew from its severed neck.
"Fuck you!"
I felt like throwing up from looking at that disgusting thing!
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