"Wait a minute!"
Qin Chen was startled and hurriedly tried to stop Little Strange.
Unexpectedly, Little Strange had already opened his mouth and bit into that Dark Demon Fruit, swallowing it down.
"Spit it out! Quickly!" Qin Chen shouted anxiously.
Little Strange looked at Qin Chen with a face full of confusion, leisurely chewing the Dark Demon Fruit, and said, "Spit it out? Why should I spit it out? This fruit tastes pretty good."
Qin Chen's face froze.
"You're okay?" He could hardly believe his eyes.
Little Strange suddenly ceased chewing, gazed at Qin Chen, and said, "Maybe, something's up."
"How do you feel?" Qin Chen frowned.
"I've broken through."
A smile bloomed on Little Strange's face.
Then Qin Chen felt a stronger aura erupting from Little Strange's body than before.
Qin Chen was dumbfounded.
"Is this even possible?" He was utterly bewildered.
His eyes landed on the remaining Dark Devils, and he suddenly felt an urge to eat one himself.
