I've eaten you!
Come! Into my mouth!
Jason's gentle voice fell on the monster's ears, but it became a fierce roar.
It shook its head subconsciously while murmuring incessantly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't come, it wasn't me, it's all an illusion."
However, unfortunately for Jason, such mumbling was utterly ineffective.
Bang!
He took a step forward and punched the opponent in the stomach.
The strength wasn't great, but it was very precise, and just right.
The next moment—
Blargh!
The monster fell to its knees and started vomiting.
A dark object that looked like herbal jelly, accompanied by the vomit, fell to the ground.
Like the 'Epuke Spirit,' this palm-sized 'food' had neither hands nor feet nor facial features and could only move slowly on the ground.
The sweet scent instantly dissipated the sour stench of vomit.
Jason, well-practiced, scooped up this 'food' and turned to rinse it thoroughly with strong alcohol from a cabinet nearby.
