Rod almost jumped up and shot him.
Fortunately, he quickly discovered that although Karamon's body was half shattered and looked unsightly, it was wrapped in blue waves that clung to the wounds, maintaining his vitality as much as possible.
Moreover, under the observation of the Eye of the Soul, his spirit still appeared in a complete human form, though it was very weak and showing signs of disintegration, at this moment, it was still "active."
He should be alive.
Considering how many strange things were in this world, it wasn't too hard to accept. Rod urgently asked,
"What should I do?"
Karamon's hand weakly pointed towards his waist.
Rod immediately took out a small bottle from his waist, swirling inside was a yellow-orange liquid that looked like something akin to orange juice with pulp.
"Drink?" Rod ventured.
Karamon nodded very lightly.
