Inside the Dilapidated Temple, the firelight flickered unsteadily.
As he looked at the emaciated monk sitting quietly beside the campfire, the fat man's eyes were filled with terror.
Although it seemed as if nothing had happened, the lingering pain still clinging to his body reminded him that everything that had just occurred was no illusion.
—That monk had turned into a monster right in front of him.
The horrifying experience of being swallowed alive into the other party's body and feeling himself being digested bit by bit... was like a nightmare.
"If you make another sound, I'll chop off both your hands and feet, dig out your eyes, cut out your tongue, and pierce your ears deaf."
Just as the fat man excitedly raised a hand to point at the motionless monk and was about to say something, the Hat Woman suddenly lifted her head and gave him a cold glance.
"What, do you want to try?"
As the Hat Woman's words fell, the Iron Sword planted beside her began to tremble faintly. It seemed that if the fat man dared utter even one more word, the sword would immediately leave its sheath.
"..."
Hearing the Hat Woman's calm words, as if she were merely stating a fact, his body abruptly shuddered. At the instant he was about to speak, the fat man covered his mouth with his hand.
...He had a feeling that she really would do it.
As the fat man fell silent, the Dilapidated Temple returned to its original stillness. Only the faint crackling of the campfire burning between them could be heard.
Glancing at the monk and the Hat Woman beside him, the girl in the Green Dao Robe chewed Bubble Gum with a thoughtful expression.
Time slowly passed amid the silence.
After an unknown amount