Mountain Lord casually pointed out a basic fact. It was unclear whether he was speaking to Long Qi or reminding Joker.
In any case, Joker showed no hesitation from beginning to end as he swallowed it. Then he closed his eyes, seeming to savor the taste of that "egg chrysalis." The right side of his face wore an exaggerated look of intoxication, while the left remained indifferent.
Long Qi, on the other hand, needed half a second to understand what the "Skull Demon King" was—not because this former "party involved" was slow to react, but because sorting out all the connections between the two, along with many other factors, consumed immense mental effort, not to mention the emotions buried deep within his heart.
"Skull Demon King... which Skull Demon King?"
Though he had already pieced together a rough thread in his mind, Long Qi still repeated the question instinctively.
Mountain Lord had no need to answer such a poor question. He merely leaned against the flying shuttle's shell, forced himself upright, and tugged Long Qi up again.
For an Extraordinary Species, even one missing an arm, doing such things should not have been as strenuous as Mountain Lord made them seem.
Yet that was the reality. Long Qi could feel how weak and powerless the hand pulling him up was. Mountain Lord's already gaunt body had visibly shrunk another circle—before, he could still be called "lean and tough," but now he was truly skin and bones, utterly misshapen.
Clearly, losing that left arm had dealt Mountain Lord far greater damage than it normally should have.
That arm, and the Skull Demon King's "chrysalis" implanted within it, must have meant far more to him than normal as well.
So when the Skull Demon King and its Blood-Sucking Mosquito Swarm had grown