Listening to this music, I felt a sense of panic.
This feeling... is really making me feel terrible.
From the very beginning, the sight of these disfigured figures in the murals speaking made me very uneasy.
And now it seems that this anxiety has not diminished at all.
They always manage to have a fatal impact on me at just the right time.
However, I'm actually quite grateful that these guys didn't make a sound while I was fighting the fat guy...
If we had heard that strange noise back then, it probably would have affected both my and the girl's movements.
I watched as the fat man sucked up the remaining blood again.
My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly realized...
Could it be that this fat man is walking towards the ancient corpse not for his own restoration at all?
His current state makes it seem more like he's completing some kind of ritual...
That's probably why the people in this mural were so excited...so thrilled.
Otherwise, the people in this mural had always been in a lifeless state, but now they all seem to be starting to stir...
And perhaps the people in those murals were waiting for this special ceremony!
What both sides are hoping for is definitely not what the girl and I want to see.
He wanted to make his energy even stronger through this series of actions.
If that's really the case, then everything the fat man did has a traceable explanation.
He extracted all the energy from the ancient person's body and used it to suppress all the people in the murals.
"Brother...we have to stop him!"
Otherwise, I don't think we'll be able to get out either...
The girl's voice was very clear, and I let out a heavy sigh.
Indeed, if we don't act now, this guy might really cause a huge uproar.
I truly can't imagine how terrifying he would become if he obtained that energy from the ancients.
I think that by then, not only will the strength of her suit be affected, but the insects on her body will also become more stubborn.
My first thought was to have the girl make the move, but then I realized that Dali was still in the midday or afternoon phase.
I don't know how long I've been stuck in this ward, but it definitely hasn't been half a day yet.
If the girl were to act rashly, it might directly trigger the opposing energy within her.
Now is not the time to gamble; what we need is stability and a decisive victory.
So I still think we should let the girl play a supporting role for now, or wait for her to find her own moment to act.
Based on these few times we've fought side by side, I feel that the girl's reaction ability is quite strong, and her combat thinking is also very accurate.
I then gave the girl some more instructions, which was about her role in the coming moments.
Then, I forced myself to endure the celebratory sounds that occasionally came from the mouths of the people in the mural, sounds that irritated me.
I only moved a couple of times, just to try and sabotage the fat man's plans.
If this fat man is the same as before, then after absorbing some of the blood of the ancients, his reaction ability will eventually be improved.
At that time, we might be facing a hexagonal warrior and a big fat guy.
The next second, I looked at the two hands that the fat man was resting on his side, and they suddenly emitted a faint light.
My heart skipped a beat. Could that be the light reflecting off his suit earlier?
The fat man's suit did indeed have some gleaming on it before, but it was after he hit the stone platform and was gnawed by the rotting worms inside his body. As a result, blood started seeping out of the suit, also from the seams.
Upon closer inspection, I realized that this wasn't the light reflecting off the suit jacket.
Now his suits seem to be slowly repairing themselves.
I looked closely and it seemed to be a faint glow coming from within his skin!
No way...
This thing was originally just a tiny, minuscule toad in the mural.
What kind of light could he possibly emit? And looking at him like this, the light seemed to be covered in tiny ice crystals, which was utterly absurd.
It slowly seeped out little by little through the gaps between his fingers.
It's like the first ray of light that shines through the window in the morning.
However, this guy is indeed lacking nutrition right now, and his body is full of white worms.
Thinking about this, I immediately felt that this light was not a good light.
I glanced at the girl, and at that moment she was also squinting and looking closely.
"Brother, doesn't this face look a bit like the ancient man's when he was manipulating his arm at the beginning?"
I remember that the ancient man before also had a faint glow about him..."
The girl's words immediately put me on alert.
Holy crap, it seems like that's really true.
If she hadn't mentioned it, I probably would have forgotten about it.
The ancient man from before did indeed have a certain radiance about him, and we are the ones radiating light from his ancient attire. Even the way this guy made his muscles so big later couldn't help but show that little bit of light from his clothes.
This is a bit outrageous. I watched as the fat man's hand turned into light, not only radiating outwards, but also pulsating slightly.
At this moment, the light emanating from the fat man, even the frequency of its pulsation and the style of each reflection, was exactly the same as that on the clothing of the ancients.
This is even more outrageous. I thought about it carefully, and it can't be because they both came out of this mural, right?
That doesn't make sense either; these two are from completely different worlds, living in the same environment...
Even when we were using our canes to scare the fat man away, he was afraid of the gleam on the canes.
How is that possible? His hands are emitting that kind of energy now too?
Could this beam of light be the result of him slowly absorbing the black blood?!
"Brother...his hand!"
Suddenly, the girl grabbed my arm, her voice trembling.
“Look at this family’s fingers…”
I glanced over and, holy crap, this fat guy's fingers are getting longer too!
My heart sank. At that moment, the fat toad's index finger was extending outward at a speed visible to the naked eye...
Moreover, his bluish-gray skin was now stretched even tighter.
I could see the insects crawling faintly under his fingers.
"Yiyi... trouble is coming."
I said in a low voice.
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