My heart skipped a beat.
Now it seems that this fat man really does want to awaken that ancient person again.
If the ancients were to actually come back to life from this place, we would be truly unable to cope.
At the time, we barely managed to control him, but what if the fat man wakes him up and the two of them stand in front of us?
Are we supposed to just stand there and slowly try to persuade that ancient person?
The fat guy would have definitely made his move by then; it would have been too late.
The fat man touched the hem of his suit again; that spot still had a slightly oxidized color.
The next second, the fat man also gave a hard tug.
With a ripping sound, I saw the black cloth, along with fragments of the insect shell, being forcibly torn off.
Holy crap, is this guy trying to hurt himself?
That was his most prized suit.
Moreover, this garment later evolved into a cape, which greatly hindered our attacks on him.
If it weren't for this outfit, this fat guy would probably have collapsed on the spot long ago.
What I find really puzzling is why this guy has been able to hold out for so long just because of this one suit.
Even more outrageous, the fat man is already in such a state, yet he still wants to tear off his clothes?
Could it be that he intends to prolong his life by tearing off his most crucial defensive garment? Isn't that just courting death?
Does this guy completely disregard us?
I think he felt a lot of pressure when we were hitting him.
It's impossible that this thing hasn't reacted at all after we've been besieging it for so long.
He tore off the corner of his clothes, revealing his bluish-gray skin underneath, which looked utterly disgusting.
Before this, I had never seen inside his body.
It was only then that I realized that this place was teeming with insects!
It doesn't even have a trace of human flesh on its body.
At least that ancient man, no matter how disgusting he was, still had some muscles.
Regardless of whether the muscles of the ancient people were real, human tissue, or just some stones in this mural, at least they look like a real person.
But this thing's body is made entirely of insects, and I'm starting to feel physically uncomfortable.
Next, he picked up the piece of suit he had just torn off and slammed it heavily onto the ancient man's reconstructed body!
Holy crap!
Thump!
The fragment struck the ancient man's chest, embedding itself precisely into the gap between his bones without bouncing away.
The next second, the fat man reached out and placed his hand on it again, and the fragment, like melted wax, slowly adhered to the withered remains of the ancient man.
The dark black fabric gradually faded, then slowly melted into the stone's surface.
Holy crap, no way.
Could it be that this guy is really going to modify the body of this ancient person?
However, I still can't tell whether he wants to use this body or reawaken the body of this ancient person.
Just as I was about to charge forward with the lightning sword, the group of people in the mural started causing trouble again.
I immediately heard them howling there, and this time it wasn't the whispering they used to.
I thought to myself, these people are really annoying.
Each time, they always managed to launch a crucial attack against me at the most critical moment.
Could it be that there really is someone controlling things from the inside of this secret room?
Otherwise, they couldn't possibly do something like this with their brains; it's too intelligent.
Thinking of this, I cursed Blue Armor fiercely in my mind again.
The same goes for Lei Jijian; the insults he hurled at me in my mind were already beyond description.
The next second, the girl unleashed a beam of light.
Just as the shot was launched, the fat man seemed to realize it too!
Before the energy could even fly over, the fat man unleashed a massive palm strike.
What's even more outrageous is that the wind generated by his palm strike was clearly visible inside this secret room!
Holy crap, I even feel like I've entered a completely unreal scene.
I slapped my forehead again. This can't be a hallucination, can it?
Then, the fat man's palm strike and the girl's fan energy merged together.
After a brief stalemate, the two energies collided and dissipated.
Upon seeing this, the girl also frowned deeply.
The next second, just as she was about to rush forward two steps and repeat the same trick, she stopped.
And I saw a very uncomfortable expression on her face again.
I know that the people in that mural were definitely interfering with the girl again.
It really is a persistent ghost.
At this moment, both the girl and I were forcibly held in place.
The fat man then tore off another piece of his body in the same way.
Each tearing was accompanied by a huge wail from the guy.
I never thought that someone like that could sacrifice himself for others.
Unless this person is truly of great use to him.
Or perhaps, this ancient person was originally the fat man's superior!
As I thought to myself, my eyes remained fixed on the scene before me.
The moment he took the picture, the large worm-shaped piece inside also disappeared.
The newly added piece of suit jacket is slowly being absorbed back into the fabric.
The ancient man's chest had already begun to pound.
My heart skipped a beat.
Seriously? Is this guy trying to create a heart for an ancient person using his own suit?
This is a bit outrageous. The lightning sword had already chopped the ancient people into pieces, turning them into a pile of minced meat.
No, to be precise, it's stone sauce.
When they cut him down, they didn't see any organs like the heart on the ancient person's body.
But now it seems that the fat man was clearly squeezing the heart of the ancients!
I was completely dumbfounded.
Before I could react, the fat man suddenly opened his mouth and spat into the ancient man's chest.
It makes me sick to look at it.
That mouthful of saliva contained dozens of tiny worms.
The insect is not fully developed, but it is more mature than an insect egg.
The insects slithered wildly in the saliva, but the moment they touched the ancient man's skin, they were instantly engulfed by an invisible force.
First, it quickly dissipated, and then the struggling insect immediately became docile and didn't move at all.
A few seconds later, there was not even a trace of struggle.
I frowned and tried to move my feet again, but I found that my legs felt like they were made of lead and I couldn't move them!
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