Chapter 1182 Is being fat actually being thin?



At that moment, I also noticed that the originally withered stone skin was slowly becoming fuller in this light.

It even seemed to start to glow for a moment!

What methods did this fat guy use?

I couldn't believe it no matter how I looked at it.

Logically speaking, the methods that fat man displayed earlier didn't involve anything related to this aspect.

After all, we had caused him some harm before, but he hasn't reacted at all.

It was just that it was wearing that heavy suit that kept resisting.

Now it seems that he is not just gradually piecing together the bodies of the ancients.

Furthermore, the regenerative abilities he demonstrated were quite astonishing.

Next up is the arm of this ancient person.

It had already been chopped into several pieces, both the upper arm and the forearm, and were now in the fat man's palm.

Under the pull of that beam of light, the pieces overlapped one by one, and the precise splicing was like a pipe, connecting them all together.

But I was puzzled. Even if they were joined together, wouldn't it just be a rotten arm?

There are no other threats.

The next second, without saying a word, the fat man immediately punched it twice more and spat on it.

At the same time, I noticed that after those two actions, the worms in the fat man's saliva scrambled to crawl between his connected upper and lower arms.

A little black blood seeped out instantly.

The blood acted like glue, binding each segment of the forearm together firmly!

Holy crap, this is disgusting.

I couldn't help but take a step back; this work was indeed quite meticulous.

This method is just too creepy.

I could even see a dark light flowing beneath the skin of that arm, as if it were repairing the tendons and bones inside.

But that doesn't make sense either; the ancient man and the fat man clearly came from this mural.

Logically speaking, they shouldn't have anything else, and their organs certainly shouldn't have flesh and blood tissue.

But now, the way it's churning inside really makes it look like someone is performing surgery on him.

And it was this scene that almost made my mood plummet to rock bottom.

It took me, Lei Jijian, and the girl so much effort to pin this guy to the ground and smash him to pieces.

To prevent him from coming back to life, I even had the lightning sword chop him into a pulp.

But now, right under our noses, this thing is slowly recovering.

They can even reattach a broken arm; that's just too outrageous.

Lei Jijian was completely shocked at this moment, and he was loudly complaining in my mind.

He asked me how this guy's energy could recover so quickly, and at that point, I had no answer to him either.

The remains of this ancient person had almost dried up, leaving only a pool of blood that was nearly completely congealed, clinging to life there.

How come the whole thing came to life with just a little touch from this fat guy? Could it be that this is a special bond unique to them, who are also people in the mural?

I just can't figure it out.

Before I could answer, I immediately turned my gaze to the fat man.

At that moment, it felt as if my breath had been caught in my throat.

Even the hand holding the lightning sword was a little stiff.

The fat man's suit jacket had originally formed a cape that was swinging rapidly behind him.

The back part had been cleaved off by the lightning sword, and with the two pieces he had torn off himself, the suit was already in a terrible state.

A huge gash ran from his shoulder to his waist.

It turns out that the inside I turned out wasn't the fabric at all, nor was it the white giant worm from before; instead, it was covered with countless live worms!

Holy crap, that's disgusting.

Moreover, the worm's teeth kept opening and closing repeatedly, as if it wanted to devour a person.

The bodies of the insects were intertwined and piled up on each other. Some burrowed into the fat man's body, leaving only half of the insect sticking out, while the rest were slowly wriggling.

Even more outrageous is that these insects are constantly secreting mucus, making the inside even smoother and harder.

Outside these insects was the fat man's suit, and inside the suit were those huge, decaying insect plates, which had been made into the hardest parts.

These dead and living insects huddled tightly together around the fat man.

That's when I realized that the fat man wasn't actually that fat.

However, his entire abdomen and back were tightly wrapped in insects; quite a few live insects were wrapped around him there.

In fact, this fat man might actually be a skinny man, and the things on his body are made entirely of insects!

The girl was stunned when she saw this, blinking her eyes in disbelief.

She leaned back as far as she could, a physiological reaction to the things in front of her.

The problem is, there are just too many of these insects.

Some of the decaying insects crawled too slowly and fell off his body, into his trousers.

Then it started wriggling again, and the ones that fell down next burrowed around the fat man's ankles.

That's when I realized that the insects were slowly crawling on his exposed skin.

I thought he only had those few on him.

But now it seems that's not the case at all.

There were hundreds, even thousands, of worms inside his body; it was impossible to see them all!

Moreover, there are not only dead insects here, but also many more live insects.

No wonder it's so intense!

The outer layer is formed by countless insects stacked together, making its defense even more outrageous than what is normally seen.

Once one falls off, a new worm will take its place; these must be the live worms on the fat man's body.

I took a look, and some of these insects were the leaders, ready to become like the long planks of that decaying insect at any moment, preparing to protect the outside of his suit.

At that very moment, the fat man slapped the ancient man's body hard again.

The arc of electricity from the lightning sword trembled on my head, and the sound was frightening.

"Master, these insects are too dense. I estimate that even if I were to slash them directly with my sword, I would still be entangled by them!"

This is absolutely disgusting.

At that moment, I nodded.

The reason this fat guy is so strong is because he was fed by these things.

The next second, the fat man also keenly noticed our shock.

He glanced at me first, and then he sensed the strong emotion in me.

My heart skipped a beat; this thing's perception is so strong!

Could it be that these were all extracted from the bodies of ancient people?

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