I Am Also An Extraordinary Creature
Chapter 599 - 455: Reversed Life Force_1

Chapter 599: Chapter 455: Reversed Life Force_1

"The Great Evil God of legend had twelve hands..." Alice recounted the tales she’d heard as a child to Zheng Yichen, her expression growing even weirder at the mention of hands, especially since the being Zheng Yichen called a Heroic Spirit in front of her had twelve hands.

"In terms of appearance, the form was chaotic and indefinite, and different records or storybooks depicted various images. The record in this book, albeit humanoid, overall resembled a centipede," she explained.

The arrangement of the arms was somewhat similar to that of a centipede, and Zheng Yichen glanced at the old illustrations in the book Alice was holding. Compared with the Heroic Spirit on his side, it was much more aesthetically pleasing, beautiful yet somehow regretfully androgynous.

But the key point was that this thing was easy on the eyes, not something that would drive you insane and drop your SAN value.

"So, the one in front of me is an Evil God?" he asked.

"...I truly hope not," Alice said earnestly, wishing that beings of myth would stay within the realm of mythology because having them appear in reality was just too frightening.

However, the ’Heroic Spirit’ Zheng Yichen had conjured made her think a little more, although their initial discussion wasn’t about this. It had come up only when they were paging through book records, mentioning this ’Heroic Spirit’ that seemed to lack any self-awareness.

"Nevertheless, the thing I have here was indeed acquired from a monster, but that creature didn’t seem to have twelve hands; it just wasn’t in a normal spatial plane, making it a bit tough to fight," he said.

"You’ve already killed it, and judging from the characteristics you described, I can’t say for sure whether that thing is the Great Evil God or not," Alice said, giving a deep look at the fragment in Zheng Yichen’s hand, which seemed like an ordinary piece of bone when not touched.

But once touched, it caused Zheng Yichen’s palm to turn a blood-red color from the fragment’s stimulus. No, that was only when Zheng Yichen held it; it would definitely be a different scenario with someone else.

"No worries, I’ll conduct more summoning rituals in Hell later, maybe I’ll be able to collect more fragments like this," Zheng Yichen said with a confident smile, the affairs in the City of Evil Spirits having truly disgusted him. Having taken action there, the options were either to burn down the entire city to eradicate the root of the problem or to find another way.

In this world, he had a maximum of half a year.

As for why he came early, wasn’t the situation in the City of Evil Spirits reason enough? Any Dusk mercenary who’d gone to investigate was affected by the mists, unable to even see the root of the problem, let alone solve it. It was just a waste of time.

"You’re tough, suit yourself. By the way, could you possibly leave it here when you go to Hell? Just in case you die there... uh, I mean, just as a precaution," she suggested.

"Leaving it behind is fine," Zheng Yichen waved his hand dismissively, implying the creature, which had shown no sign of self-awareness, would probably function as a movable BUFF mechanism in combat, naturally dealing area damage that inevitably affected any Evil Spirits that got too close.

According to Zheng Yichen’s tests, this thing was similar to the white ball, squashing Evil Spirits against it to their demise. It seemed to be more powerful than a white ball, but it had no reaction to the fragments in his hand, indicating that if you could find more of Its power, all the better.

As he said this, he fiddled with the white ball on his body. Ever since he had taken out the fragment, the little creature had been wriggling, trying to get closer.

Considering how the white ball had vomited in the past, Zheng Yichen stared at the little critter: "You’re too weak, get a bit stronger before you try this again."

The white ball could consume these deadly fragments, but it couldn’t handle them, which made Zheng Yichen think it wasn’t strong enough. The way to make the white ball stronger was to have it consume more Evil Spirits or Mental Aberration creatures.

That was easy for Zheng Yichen, given that his fishing rod stored a massive amount of Evil Spirits.

With time on his hands, he began feeding them directly, while enjoying Alice’s old book with great interest.

The legends of the Great Evil God in this world were somewhat similar to those of creating the universe, but without the creation part, mostly describing some origin myths of the human race.

In essence, the origin of humanity was related to ’sinfulness,’ much like bacteria in clear water, where the presence of bacteria contaminated the clean water.

And the source of these bacteria was said to have flowed from the Great Evil God...

"What heretical mythology," Zheng Yichen muttered under his breath, treating the text merely as a storybook after reaching that part, knowing he could seek the truer truth in the library of the Dusk Territory.

Alice, present at the scene, had a fervent gaze towards the twelve-handed Heroic Spirit, looking as if she wanted to embrace it directly.

Next to Zheng Yichen, the white ball opened up its body, instinctively catching the soul of the Evil Spirit he tossed, enveloping it with an ’a-woo’ sound. After swallowing dozens of Evil Spirit souls, the white ball’s size hadn’t changed much, but its elasticity had significantly improved.

Zheng Yichen gave it a tug, and the little creature stretched out more than tenfold without breaking, and even its body mass didn’t become weak from the strain. He stuffed in more than a dozen Evil Spirit souls, like filling dumplings.

After being stuffed with the souls of a dozen Evil Spirits, the white ball pupated inside for a few seconds, then ’pop,’ it reverted back to its palm-sized ball shape.