"What the hell! What did you do? Did you cast some kind of illusion on me or what?"
"Don't make such a fuss."
Rolling his eyes, Bamu proudly raised his head.
"That physique was only because I had stockpiled a huge amount of nutrients in my body. As long as I slightly accelerated the absorption of those nutrients, I'd naturally slim down."
As he spoke, the smugness on Bamu's face became even more obvious.
"By the way, why did you come here? It couldn't possibly be to chat with me, right?"
Bamu might not have been very old, but he wasn't stupid.
He had clearly seen long ago that Zhou Xu was the sort who never visited the Three Treasures Hall without a reason. In other words, he was exactly the same as before.
Since he had suddenly come over, he definitely had something to discuss.
Of course, Bamu had no idea what that something was.
After hearing him out, Zhou Xu didn't beat around the bush and immediately got straight to the point, explaining his purpose.
After listening, Bamu fell into thought.
"The thing you're talking about sounds like a Corpse Demon."
"Tell me more. How much do you know?"
At those words, Zhou Xu's spirits instantly lifted, and he pressed for more information.
Bamu didn't hide anything. He also knew that he and Zhou Xu were now tied to the same fate.
"I don't actually know much. After all, I've never been on a battlefield. Most of what I know is hearsay. A Corpse Demon is a summoned creature, called forth through a sacrificial ritual."
"That ritual has one distinctive feature: the first person to die is the caster. Once the caster dies, the ritual fully unfolds, devouring all the sacrifices within the area and condensing them into