They had only just taken their first step...
The Sea Demons that had remained unresponsive, hiding all around them out of sight, all emerged.
One.
Ten.
A hundred.
A thousand.
Densely packed.
Everywhere.
From behind every rock, from the shadow of every tree, from beneath every patch of slime-covered ground.
They emerged one after another.
In an instant, they had the group completely surrounded.
And right then...
The voice that had been repeating itself in everyone's minds suddenly grew urgent.
"Pull me out!"
"Pull me out!"
"Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out..."
The voice turned shrill and piercing.
Yang Yong could feel that the fragment of bone was getting anxious.
It seemed desperate for someone to pull it out of the Whale Lord's intestinal space.
Only an idiot would do something like that.
Yang Yong was silently grumbling to himself when he discovered, to his surprise...
The Sea Demons were still emerging.
There weren't three hundred.
There weren't even the three hundred they had estimated earlier.
There were over a thousand.
They sprang out one after another, packed layer upon layer.
Yang Yong finally understood.
This was how Chen Gen's two subordinates had been forced into the cave.
Step by step.
Their room to maneuver had been squeezed away.
Step by step.
They had been forced toward that blood-red entrance.
Until they had nowhere left to retreat and stepped into the Whale Lord's intestines, then were swapped out and digested, leaving not even a scrap of bone.
"Boss..."
Mang Dabiao raised his snake head and looked at the steadily approaching Sea Demons.
His voice carried undisguised disgust, but even more gravity.
"What do we do?"
Yang Yong was speechless.
Shouldn't you be the one pulling your weight right now?
*Why are you asking me what to do