From the perspective of the little demon star, the Flower Fairy and Yang Qinglan had seemingly burst out from the ground.
At that time, she was so engrossed in feasting that she didn't realize that more than half of her body was missing—she had been inside the stomach of a highly corrosive flesh creature.
The stomach was open, and she was soaking in it as if bathing.
"You've come?" The little demon star tried to get up, but when she braced herself with her arms, only her upper body lifted.
"You're badly wounded." The Flower Fairy stared at the little demon fairy's wounds, which were all lined with flesh threads.
These threads looked like wool, as though the little demon star was a doll made out of red yarn.
The threads were flesh worms, even a single one, if not discovered in time, would cause an ordinary warrior to gradually wither away and die.
On some planets, it was sold as a weight loss product, to be removed at the hospital when the host had slimmed down sufficiently.
