Fig's pupils slightly contracted.
Humans?!
Humans who have left the endless slaughter of the Devourers?!
Before Fig could voice his doubts, the Knight spoke again.
"Moreover, according to our detection, he also carries a large amount of Devourer aura. It's almost like... he devoured the Devourers here."
...
Abek walked with a limp, his breathing gradually becoming heavier.
He felt that there might be something wrong with his body, but didn't know the specifics.
"Visas! Visas! Visas!"
The mouth on his forehead kept yelling, while the mouth next to his right eye told it to be quiet.
The mouth on the left said nothing, but suddenly opened and vomited out a bloody chunk of meat.
Abek casually caught the meat chunk and chewed it with the mouth below his nose.
As he ate, he pondered.
Where exactly was the problem?
Ah, this question is too complex.
But it doesn't matter, he doesn't need to think too hard about it.
He just needs to find the next Corpse Block.
