In the silent corridor, a fat figure moved slowly.

Reluctantly, he lifted his right leg and stepped over a stone pillar lying near the doorway to the ruined ruins.

The sight of a mess of rocks and lumps of metal that is almost impossible to recycle make the already narrow and long corridor even more difficult to stand on.

If you think that's all there is to it, you're naïve.

Because not so long ago, a large-scale battle broke out here. The huge energy fluctuations directly made the already relatively small space expand several times in an instant, not to mention that there were multiple time countercurrents shuttling back and forth here.

It's safe to say that this is clearly not a good area to explore.

The visitor took a look at his surroundings, picked up one french fries after another with his thick fingers, and kept stuffing them into his mouth and chewing them.

In less than two minutes, a bag of 'junk food' was completely eaten into his stomach.

But he was not satisfied, and held the bag up in front of his eyes, trying to raise it to a higher level, so that the crumbs inside could be better dumped into his mouth.

After trying this, he pinched the dried bag and threw it aside.

After muttering a sentence in his mouth: 'How little is the weight', he set his eyes on his feet.

It was a fairly obvious crater, and in the middle of the crater, there was a completely inhuman-like corpse lying there.

The visitor stood in front of the corpse and licked his fingers greedily, some of the remaining 'smell' made him can't help but look at the bag he threw away.

It can be seen that he does have a special preference for that kind of food.

Maybe I should get more. ’

That was the first thought that popped into his mind, and then he remembered that he was actually here to get down to business, and forced himself to keep his attention under his feet.

The owner of this corpse is none other than Demi. Demy, to be exact, who was killed by Father Ann. Or, more extremely, another seedbed that has been covered by parasites because it has lost itself.

On the surface of Demi's skin, many tentacles began to devour his exposed parts with impunity. This is because the host is dead, and these parasites don't care about the host's appearance in order to survive.

After looking at Demi for a long time, he wiped his greasy, saliva-stained fingers on his pretty coat. Then from his pocket, he took out a small bottle of reagent.

He unscrewed the lid of the thing, moved it to himself and sniffed it.

"It smells bad."

That's what he said.

Immediately afterward, the reagent was carefully poured onto Demi's corpse.

When he was done, he found a place far away from the corpse and sat down.

After about a minute, Demy, who was already lifeless, suddenly opened his eyes. He turned his head a little to see who had awakened him, but he couldn't.

"You... Why save me? ”

"Don't think things are so rosy, Demy. The master said that you owe him a debt that has not been paid off, but don't think about dying! ”

The person who came said indifferently.

"This voice... Is that you, Phil? One of the last people I want to see? ”

As soon as he heard the man speak, Demi already had a rough idea of the other person's identity.

"That's right, I'm glad you're all the same, and your hearing is so normal. It seems that the priest still showed mercy! ”

Fair, who had already been pronounced dead, was now talking to Demy, who was not dead, and if Yu Siqi and the others knew about this scene, they would probably be surprised.

"I don't know if the priest left me merciful, but I know something else. It wasn't long before I could hear your bones crushed. ”

Demi viciously gave a warning.

"I still don't know how to be grateful. Obviously, I'm also your 'life-saving benefactor', right, did you speak to 'Engong' like this? Anyway, you've got a few minutes to live. I don't bother to bother with a 'dead man' about such trivial matters. ”

In the process of burying Demi, Phil took the opportunity to say something that worried the other party. This made Demi's mood a little nervous, and the latter asked eagerly, "You... What does that mean? ”

"Literally! You wouldn't be so naïve as to think that there is a potion for resurrection of the dead, right? The ones I gave you are just mutation triggers. The reason why you can wake up again is very simple. It's the parasite in you that pulls you back from the border of death. And all I do is let them find a feasible 'way' for themselves in the predicament of death. ”

Fell looked at the sports watch on his wrist, struggled to stand up, patted his buttocks, and said, "Okay, it's not too early, it's almost time for me to slip away." ”

"How dare you, who gave you permission to do this? Is it you, or is that guy? ”

Demi said angrily.

"Is it useful to ask these now? After you have suffered so many failures in a row, do you really not realize that you were actually abandoned by your master from the beginning? Yes, I know this fact is a bit cruel to you. But it's true. I promise you. ”

Fell waved his hand and began to walk through the exit.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry! Fell, Dead Fat... I know our relationship is debatable, but have I ever done anything that I owe you? Did I hurt you? If you think I've taken your collection without permission, I'm willing to give it back. ”

Demi's voice was filled with uneasiness and anxiety, and even a lot of visceral fear.

"Are you neglecting the most critical part? Is your memory skewed? Do you need me to remind you who imprisoned me in the deepest part of the dungeon for his own selfish desires? Do you know how many pounds I lost in those days? Do you know what I learned in those miserable days when I had to eat with damn exercise? That's the taste of revenge, it's very sweet. ”

Phil slapped his huge belly and laughed happily.

"You, wait for me. I'm going to curse you, I'm going to kill you. I... Even if I don't have a self anymore, even if I'm about to turn into a beast. I'm going to use my fangs to tear your greasy body apart. ”

Demi shouted angrily, and the momentum was very grand.

Unfortunately, what followed was a terrible cry.

If there's anyone who doesn't care about such a cry at all, it's probably Fair. Because only he can find his own happiness in this gradually inhuman sound.