"Ah, so it seemed you successfully suppressed that consciousness?"
"Of course. Thanks to you. If fighting you hadn't drained so much of his energy, I wouldn't have had the chance to completely take over this body."
The "Slaughter King" curled his lips into an exaggerated grin and laughed with wild abandon.
"Now, just give me a little more time, and this body will be mine forever! Hahahaha!"
"So, what exactly are you?"
"?"
Bushigomen, they had been chatting just fine—why was he suddenly insulting him? Was he insulting a bat?
"Oh, sorry. Let me put it another way. What kind of creature are you?"
Danheng seemed to realize that his wording had been somewhat ambiguous, so he promptly rephrased it.
"You don't need to know! You'll be dead soon anyway!"
".I really don't know what you're so happy about."
Danheng looked at the other party's somewhat crazed appearance and could not help shaking his head. Did this kid still not understand the situation?
It had suppressed the original owner's consciousness, which meant that, from a certain perspective, it was now facing Danheng alone, wasn't it?
When the original owner's consciousness had still been present, it could share part of the pressure. But now that this little bat had suppressed it, didn't that mean—
Danheng's next attacks would have to be withstood entirely by it?
"Of course I'm happy that I can completely control this body! As thanks, I'll give you a quick death!"
The "Slaughter King's" cape had vanished at some point, replaced by a pair of enormous crimson wings.
The "Slaughter King" beat his wings and instantly arrived behind Danheng, moving far faster than before!
"Now that I fully control this body, I can unleash its strength to the fullest!"
"Did you really think I was that useless because