Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Traveling through the stomach of a ghost beast as massive as Godzilla was a completely new experience for Cloud.

He could no longer see Nephele's face, but her voice echoed in his ears. "We've just left its first stomach." She had found peace within herself. If he was still alive when she was gone, he could find the way out on his own.

At least he was struggling with hope rather than waiting for death to arrive in despair, which was why she proceeded to tell him everything she knew.

"Have you ever eaten tripe?" She even sounded a bit relaxed when she asked. "This Godzilla's stomachs are somewhat similar to a cow's." "The first stomach is the smallest. In theory, we should go from the first stomach to the second, then to the third and the fourth.

However, when we reach the second stomach, a strong reflux will send us back to the first stomach. Look carefully..." Cloud was still surrounded by the golden light. It worked like a lantern in the pitch-black environment.

Under her guidance, he found himself in a spacious area. With the help of the dim light, he scanned his surroundings. Judging from the resonance, he could tell that he had reached the second stomach, which was much larger.

A powerful reflux swept in before he could adapt to the new environment. The bad aura enveloped him and spun him around.

Nephele struggled to speak, but she continued to instruct him, "We should follow the first reflux down. It's best not to waste energy resisting it. We need to be careful when we return to the first stomach. An extremely weak force will now push the digested food to the third stomach.” The next moment, Cloud found himself back in a familiar scene. He was familiar with the corrosive strength of the first stomach, which was much stronger than the second stomach.

"Will the corrosiveness be weaker the further down we go?" She sneered and said, "You're overthinking it. Since the force in the second stomach pushes the substances back to the first stomach, its corrosiveness is weaker, while it has stronger reflux. The third stomach has stronger corrosiveness than the first stomach, but it's weaker than the fourth stomach." Cloud nodded without a word, not struggling as he went with the flow of stomach acid and various food substances around him.

He found the corpses of ghost beasts and sea creatures around him. It seems like Godzilla eats anything.

"Here we are,” Nephele whispered. "Can you feel it?" He answered with a nod.

The pair threw themselves into the flowing gastric fluid. As expected, they felt a weaker resistance and managed to return to the second stomach. This time, he felt the powerful reflux that he experienced during their first visit.

"That was quite easy..." he mumbled.

Nephele replied, "That was just the beginning!" As soon as she finished speaking, Cloud suddenly felt himself being engulfed by something similar to a whirlpool. Things crashed into him from all sides as Nephele did her best to protect him, but this cluster of bad aura was frequently shattered.

He felt that the golden light around his body was fading faster. At this point, the ghost beast was also consuming him faster.

He gritted his teeth as he watched the golden light fade away and felt his strength drain from his body. No, no, no! The gastric fluid in the ghost beast's stomach drowned him, corroding the skin on his face and hands. It's as painful as | remember when | was alive.

He frowned. The second stomach was quite large, and at this rate, he might be completely broken down by the gastric acid before reaching the third stomach.

| can't let this happen. He began to search through his ring for something, but weapons were useless against the stomach wall.

The most useful weapon he had was the gun, but it had no use in this situation.

Yet, he had to save it for later.

He found a few more weapons, all defensive, but they were also of little use here. Even the best defensive weapon was forged by the spirit energy of a ghost cultivator. Cloud wasn't capable of that, and Nephele had reached her limits.

As the life-and-death danger closed in, he exhausted all the defensive weapons in his ring, but he had only reached the third stomach so far.

Nephele forced a bitter smile. "I may not be able to accompany you much further.” He answered, "Don't give up yet. Trust me. | have a way. Hold on until the fourth stomach. I'll get you out!" She thought he was boasting since she was well aware of the difficulty of escaping. We can never leave.

Even so, she continued to move forward with Cloud in tow. My time is running out.

The corrosiveness of the third stomach was indeed strong. Originally, it was the easiest to pass through as there wouldn't be any reflux to send them back aside from the threat of being digested. However, she was at her weakest, and Cloud wasn't doing well either. Therefore, passing through the third stomach had become quite a challenge.

After a near-death experience, Nephele was left with only a little bad aura, which looked thinner than a veil. It enveloped Cloud, but he barely felt its presence.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She couldn't even bring herself to answer. He was also barely coping as energy had drained from his body.

And there was one last stomach. They doubted they would succeed.

At this moment, Cloud could no longer see hope.

Worse still, Nephele stopped responding to him. She could no longer control the bad aura as it swirled around him aimlessly.

This made him feel like he was the only person left in the world. | see. Dying alone is indeed the most despairing.