It wasn't just those two slime having lunch.
Apparently the running around weakened some of them enough for the others to come and take advantage.
I take large deep breaths driving the world energy into my body.
I am surprised by the turn of events.
'By the skin of my teeth' I chuckle as I look around at the carnivorous slime.
The juices they are spilling harden into a black gunk and turn into ash.
"Everybody has to eat" I mutter to myself and focus on the task at hand.
Making it to this 'God' and figuring out what the fuck is wrong with me is the priority.
If I get turned into a slime now, it would slow me down by a couple hundred years.
As the slime pounce on their much weaker brethren, I make my way to the pot I had thrown to distract them.
I find that it is a fading red color with no slime around it.
Inside the fungi is throbbing.
'Did it... absorb them too'?
