"Something's wrong with this fire. It's getting too big!" the Maw of Gluttony said.
The moment the fire ignited, it had emerged from its Hunger State. Now it was helping its main body prepare to break out of the Maw of Gluttony.
The Maw of Gluttony's ability seemed to be related to temperature. When the temperature rose, its corrosive effect stopped working, which was why Yang Yi had not been affected by the Desire of Gluttony immediately after being eaten.
"I know!"
Yang Yi replied grimly.
He was the one who had started this fire. Of course he knew something was wrong.
The first time he used it, the only others caught in the blaze were the Ice Nest Cult Cultists, who could barely withstand burning at all. So the fire had not been particularly big; Yang Yi alone had burned fiercely.
But this time was completely different.
Those set alight were all Undead, nothing like the Ice Nest Cult Cultists. The temperature skyrocketed, and even Yang Yi felt as though his body was melting.
And who knew what Charles was doing? His stomach was churning violently, and gravity kept shifting direction, leaving Yang Yi unable to break out anytime soon.
"Damn it, I'm trapped in Charles's stomach!"
Growing somewhat agitated, Yang Yi swung the Broken Iron Greatsword, hacking apart the Fire Men flailing around him in the flames.
"Go left. I'll tell you the way out."
A familiar female voice sounded in Yang Yi's mind.
"Beta?"
"Yes," Beta replied. "Though I don't know how you learned all this, the method you came up with may well work.
"Let the Undead set other Undead alight, keeping the burning going forever. That way... the Undeath Disease won't be able to spread, because high temperatures can prevent infection!
"Perhaps I should have