In the area where the purple smoke disappeared, a black corpse lay sideways. Its body looked even thinner than it had been before, and its skin was festering even more severely than before, and some of the bones peeking out of the cracks in its skin were even shattered into several pieces as if weathered.

The black dead body just lay there motionless, as if ...... To make sure, Erhers dug a pit in the mud to make room for her body to move.

Niva LizardKing's big foot still trampled on Erheth's body. But it wasn't because it still wanted to stop Erhes from touching the black dead, and because it was stupid to look at the changes in the black dead, and forgot that Erhes was still pressing under its feet.

However, Erhes had already completed the conditions for escape. She took advantage of the newly dug activity space, leaned sideways, twisted her waist, and slid out of the suppression area of Ni Wa's lizard king's big feet.

As soon as Eherth was free, her body did not hesitate to run in the direction of the black dead body.

Erherth came to a halt as she walked around the black dead. Around the black dead body, the amount of soil on the ground seemed to evaporate, and a large part of it was missing, and the area was visibly dented.

She looked into the center of the depression, where the body of the black dead body lay there. In the red eyes of Erhes, the black dead body was still lying on the ground, not moving, as if he had not noticed that the creature who was trying to destroy it had quietly approached, ready to deal a fatal blow to it.

Erheth pulled out the "Roaring Spear" from the long leather pouch behind his back. Her hands clenched the shaft of the spear, the tip of which pointed directly at the completely motionless black dead body, and slowly approached the other party with a wary heart.

The muddy surface near the black dead body can no longer be called a muddy ground. When the land in that area was eaten by the purple smoke, the moisture contained in it disappeared a lot, and it appeared very dry. Erhes's feet stepped on it, and the touch that fed back through the soles of his feet was grainy, as if he was stepping on sand, and that feeling was indescribably abnormal compared to his surroundings.

Erherth approached step by step, and the black dead body still did not react to Erhers's actions. It didn't take long for Erheth to reach the body of the black dead.

The black dead body looks like the skin has become more festered than before, and the overall color is no longer as pure black as it seemed at first. The skin of the black dead body is no longer dark, and the skin texture without hair gradually fades in front of Ehrice's eyes, and after the black pigment recedes, the appearance of the black dead body is indeed no longer black, but like a creature with some special serious illness, the skin becomes pale and dull.

The color of black death can only make people unconsciously think of misfortune and death. Its black pigment has completely disappeared from the skin and has become pale, and it can no longer be called black, but it should be described as a "white dead body" in a more appropriate way according to its color.

Erhes was eager to find out why the white dead body had changed from black to what it was now, but she didn't have the mental strength to do that now, and she cared more about something else. That incident was the long knife that stood up on the body of the black dead body.

Erheth acted more daringly, closing the distance between herself and the white dead, and walked directly to the white dead. The white dead body was still motionless, so still that Ehris didn't even feel that it was still a living being...... No, that can't seem to be called life anymore.