Ignatius understood why their arms and legs had been tightly restrained—without it, they'd thrash uncontrollably.
Occasionally, you could see something moving within their swollen belly.
The stimulant caused violent contractions, forcing the body to expel its contents.
The victim vomited repeatedly, overcome with nausea.
When the doctor thrust an arm into the embedded opening and stirred the contents, a horrific gush of fluid spilled out, accompanied by a staggering number of monster eggs.
The memory still made Ignatius shudder.
When Ignatius encountered Shen Xinghui, he initially assumed the same fate had befallen him.
Yet Shen Xinghui resisted and called for help, an unusual behavior for someone under the influence of the Wombroot Aphroshidite Vine King.
Intrigued, Ignatius decided to intervene.
As he cradled the dazed Shen Xinghui in his arms, an unexpected warmth coursed through him.
The scent emanating from Shen Xinghui was intoxicating, almost overpowering.
