Ping Duoduo's body sank, not merely by sitting, but by employing the technique known as the Weight of a Mountain. A magical ability that utilized one's own demonic power to amplify body mass—though it may sound laughable, weight was a significant factor in battles among demons. When two demons collided, the lighter one would be out of luck.
Compared to beasts like oxen, bears, tigers, and leopards, the weight of a giant rat was trivial, which was why it mastered this skill, though it was hardly a divine ability.
As it sat down, the tip of a sword slid past its belly, causing an incredibly ticklish feeling. It was the first time it experienced such a bizarre sensation, and it reflexively reached to scratch itself, only to find its hand coated in slippery grease and large chunks of coiled, tube-like matter?
It was then that it lowered its head, and upon a glance, its soul nearly left its body!
In its paw, it held its own intestines!
