Lei Jijian nodded, then slowly expanded his energy outwards, trying his best to sense everything around him.
I knew in my heart that although the Thunder Strike Sword technique sacrificed its own attack power, it gained additional perception abilities, which could be considered a tactic.
Surely these remains of the ancients couldn't have served any other purpose.
I thought about it, but I couldn't figure it out.
Just watching quietly to see what the fat guy was up to, I even started to think that this guy had something wrong with his head.
Could it be that the positive energy filled his body and then took over his intelligence? Otherwise, how could he possibly project his own energy outwards?
Is this guy really a bit stupid?
The next second, the severed arm moved first, and the bluish-gray stone skin, enveloped in a faint light, slowly moved towards the torso.
The black snow at the break point acted like glue, firmly holding the fragments together!
Holy crap, when I saw this, I was completely stunned.
Is this guy slowly assembling this ancient person?
What are they trying to do...?
In less than a minute, I noticed that the fragments had stuck together firmly. The broken bones also started to move.
The bones that had been nearly chopped into minced meat by the lightning sword were now rapidly solidifying together.
Next up is the ancient man's head. The bone fragments that were chopped off the head, which are just small pieces of stone, are slowly reassembling and, with a snap, fitting together!
Holy crap, this really requires assembly; it looks like assembling building blocks.
I even think this guy is trying to assemble ancient people into an even more powerful weapon.
I told Lei Jijian to make a move, but after hearing the telepathic message in my head, he froze on the spot. I asked him in confusion why he wasn't going to make a move.
"Master, it's not that I don't want to help, but this guy seems to be doing something big!"
I sense that the energy surrounding him right now is terrifying!
The mention of the lightning sword immediately put me on higher alert.
Yes, I opened my third eye and examined the energy surrounding this fat man.
It does seem to be sharper and more intense than before.
Even the air around him had a touch of antique charm, giving me a very familiar feeling...
What does this smell like?
I turned around and asked the girl a question.
The girl frowned as she listened to my words, pondering them carefully.
She seemed to have sensed something was wrong a while ago, but we couldn't figure out exactly what was wrong.
"Brother...this place!"
The place is being slowly purified by that fat man, and the vitality that the ancient man lost just now seems to be gradually recovering!
This antique charm comes from the remnants of our ancestors!
This is the unique scent that belongs to the ancients!
It suddenly dawned on me that the girl was absolutely right.
I initially thought that spices had suddenly appeared in the secret room, since I had smelled a very strange odor before, and I even thought something was wrong.
But later, it was only from the paint itself.
This place was, after all, made by Blue Armor, so he must have seen a lot of spices. It's possible he specifically used this place as a storage room.
Or perhaps the maker used a strange incense during the carving of the mural, which would automatically activate under certain circumstances.
But now it seems that this is not the case at all!
This place clearly has that same scent that the ancients had before.
It smells like the work clothes worn year-round in officialdom!
It even had a smell of rotten wood!
It looks like it's been airing out for years, and there's a hint of wood and dust in the air!
"If he can't kill the ancients... he also can't completely restrain them..."
"Is he trying to help the ancients? Could he be trying to awaken them?"
The girl's voice was hesitant, and Yiyi couldn't believe it either.
When I heard what she said, my mind immediately went blank.
Holy crap, is this guy really going to resurrect the ancients like the girl said?
This is just too outrageous!
Based on our previous analysis, each person in this mural can only appear once.
The fat man, or rather the little toad in the mural, was able to emerge because the ancient people outside had fallen and been chopped to death by us.
There can only be one person's space in this mural, just like the law of conservation of energy.
While one of them was outside, the others could only eke out a living inside the murals, like walking corpses.
But now it seems that the rules in this mural are not like that at all, and it seems that the fat man really is going to resurrect this ancient person!
Could it be that all our previous analyses were wrong?
From the very beginning, this fat man's approach to the ancient man wasn't about absorbing his energy, but rather about somehow reawakening him or turning him into a new puppet.
Damn, the more I think about it, the more my scalp tingles and my back feels cold.
At this moment, the girl gasped and quickly took two steps back.
"Yiyi... if he really awakens the ancients, then the two of them joining forces will truly be the end for us!"
I spoke slowly, my tone filled with intense worry.
At that moment, Lei Jijian was also in my mind, as if facing a formidable enemy, and he cursed a couple of times. I saw the electric arcs on his body suddenly straighten out.
"Master, stop him quickly! If this guy awakens the ancients, we'll be in trouble!"
"At that point, we really won't even have a chance to run."
Lei Jijian paused for a moment, then continued speaking.
"Think about it, this fat guy already has advantages that we can't suppress or match. If he awakens the ancients as well, then their advantage over us might not be so great anymore!"
Lei Jijian is right. The biggest flaw of this ancient man was that he was easily influenced by the persuasion of young girls.
But the fat man doesn't have such worries. His biggest flaw is that he doesn't think like a human; he acts like a toad, which is why we can easily fool him.
Thinking about this made me even more anxious.
Before we could even make a move, the fat man made another one.
I watched as he slowly lowered his head, then used the hand that hadn't yet attached itself to the ancient person to grab the lower right corner of his clothes, where some thick pieces of insect remained.
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