I Am Also An Extraordinary Creature
Chapter 808 - 593: Encounter

Chapter 808: Chapter 593: Encounter

In the end, Tanshia Firlo, who was lying on Zheng Yichen’s back, chose the best way, she directly rode on Zheng Yichen’s neck, which was much easier than holding onto Zheng Yichen’s shoulders with her forepaws while maintaining her dragon form.

Tanshia Firlo felt she had discovered the first advantage of transforming into a human form.

As for other aspects? Dragon claws also have five fingers, which were already convenient to use, so the palms of human forms did not have much advantage. As for eating? Her body had become smaller, but her digestive ability had not weakened—she could still eat a lot.

It was just that her mouth had become smaller, and she could not eat as quickly, which was quite inconvenient.

Without wings and tail, walking felt very awkward; she always felt like she was missing some necessary counterweight, which was uncomfortable.

The change in her body’s structure meant that the young dragon still needed more time to adapt.

Some giant dragons that passed by saw Tanshia Firlo on Zheng Yichen and smiled friendly smiles on their dragon faces. They could tell through the scent that she was a young scion of the Dragon Tribe and, seeing the smile on Tanshia Firlo’s face, they sincerely felt the mood of this younger generation of dragons.

Tanshia Firlo hugged Zheng Yichen’s forehead and asked, "Are we going back?"

Zheng Yichen grabbed the young dragon down and directly carried her on his shoulder, allowing her to hold onto his arm for more stability while also preventing her from blocking his view by clutching his head, "Let’s go back, we’re done here."

When leaving, he specifically scanned the surroundings and did not see any Death Hunters from the Death Hunters Organization, which left him a bit disappointed.

However, if he didn’t encounter them, so be it. His combat record was so impressive that even if they were to strike, they would do so when he was unprepared, not when he was actively searching for them.

On the ride back, Zheng Yichen couldn’t help thinking, were the True Gods of this world really so cautious? After all, they were True Gods, while he was just someone who had killed quite a few Demigods. Could those Demigods combined defeat a True God?

Perhaps they could last a few moves, but the gap between Demigods and True Gods was actually quite large.

So why couldn’t those True Gods put aside some of their caution and directly come down to fight him?

Could they?

While thinking this, Zheng Yichen encountered something ghostly on the way back.

Not an actual ghost, but not far ahead, dense dark cracks appeared rapidly expanding. Sitting in front of Zheng Yichen, Tanshia Firlo, who was excitedly shouting as she watched the fast-retreating scenery, shut her mouth and couldn’t help but lean closer to Zheng Yichen.

"Very scary stuff," her eyes were tightly fixed on the place where the dark cracks appeared.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here," Zheng Yichen reached out and touched Tanshia Firlo’s head, staring at the place where the cracks emerged. He pulled out a noise pistol and threw it, although it was not a sword, Zheng Yichen’s learned Sword Control Technique was a versatile version.

Thus, there was not much restriction on the type of weapon, at least it wasn’t a brick that he had thrown.

The noise pistol, flying out with a sonic boom, nailed into the ground where the cracks appeared, and those gradually shattering cracks stopped breaking. The stabilizing effect of the noise pistol on space was still quite good—Dusk’s products were not so inferior—

Boom—!

A loud bang came from the place where the cracks appeared, a huge palm over two meters wide burst through the black cracks.

The palm was deathly pale and covered with dense tiny scars, revealing inside the ash-gray muscles, the surface of the palm had a layer of distortion similar to the spatial distortion used by Zheng Yichen, but of a slightly different nature.

That distortion had protected the palm from being damaged by the fractured space.

After the palm broke through, a strong oppressive aura of death emerged, and the arm connected to that palm also protruded...

Before Tanshia could even scream, Zheng Yichen had shoved her into an inner space. The young white dragon looked around, confused, feeling that this place was much larger than the last time she had been there.

Then she saw Lilith’s synced footage. Facing the extended palm, Zheng Yichen fiercely drew out the Army Decimating battle saber, the Black Sword hidden under his cloak, changed shape according to his needs, and merged into the Army Decimating battle saber, forming a huge axe.

Under the surge of power in Burst Mode, Zheng Yichen quickly charged to where the large hand had emerged, his axe carrying intense Chaos power and spatial distortion, and viciously chopped at the arm!!

A grating sound of friction rose, the pale skin of the arm was extremely tough, but Zheng Yichen’s strike was not weak. In the spreading blast, the shattered spatial cracks tore open an even larger gap, and due to the space-stabilizing effects of Zheng Yichen’s equipment, the collapse of space did not trigger a chain reaction.

Instead, as he chopped down the arm, it quickly recovered, and the moment the cracks disappeared, Zheng Yichen heard a roar filled with hatred for all living creatures from within.

The pale severed arm crashed to the ground, immediately contaminating the soil with the aura of death.

"What’s this thing?" Zheng Yichen, riding the wave of his burst, seemed unfazed. He glanced at the cracked ax with satisfaction, nodding in approval. The Black Sword, maintained by the Sword Nourishing Technique, was indeed formidable. If he had switched to the instantly released black material, it would likely have shattered on the spot.

The Black Sword enhanced by the Sword Nourishing Technique was exceptionally tough.

He felt the Power of Death emanating from the polluted ground and quickly backed away a little. This kind of post-death toxic power contained a destructive element, similar to the Chaos power; any normal being would be brain-damaged to some extent after contact.

Zheng Yichen was not a normal person.

After the blood-colored Qi membrane appeared, he simply ignored the effects of that power, coming up beside the severed arm, and swung his Army Decimating battle saber.

The blade, infused with a cutting principle, sparked upon contact with the arm’s skin. Unwavering, it slashed through the limb. Zheng Yichen inspected it with interest; the blood within had turned black, and though it wasn’t foul-smelling, it was filled with a decadent odor.

Clearly, it wasn’t suitable for him to consume; the structure of the arm also somewhat differed from that of a human body.

Moreover, even detached from the main body, the surface still exhibited subtle distortions. Zheng Yichen was certain that this wasn’t spatial distortion but rather a reality-eroding twist emerging from the destructive power inherent in the arm.

"Is this thing some kind of giant rice dumpling or what?" Zheng Yichen commented on the arm; after all, he was the one who had chopped it off, so he felt he had the right to say so. As for the sudden impulse to act at that moment?

Wasn’t it obvious? The world didn’t contain so many coincidences. That thing had just appeared exactly where he was passing by; there had to be some other reason. Thus, he acted decisively, not giving the dumpling inside the crack any chance to surface and struck preemptively.

By chopping off the arm with one move, he repelled that being, ensuring whatever schemes it might have laid wouldn’t come to fruition.

Stupidly staring, watching for the thing to jump out... was just too foolish.

The severed arm emitting the Power of Death signified it was inherently dead and also powerfully enough to spontaneously generate this power, which wasn’t difficult to handle. The troubling part was the reality-corrosive destructive quality on the limb.

This power felt somewhat familiar to Zheng Yichen, somewhat similar to the Chaos Mist emitted by the Oath Beast, which would dissolve various objects and forces.

And this power was similar, albeit expressed differently—this one was corrosive.

Using the fishing rod, he cleared away the Power of Death emanating from the arm. Zheng Yichen regarded the limb and thought, then conjured a large clump of Chaos power, figuring since this stuff worked on everything, he might as well toss it onto the arm and let the two forces grind against each other—

With that thought, Zheng Yichen had another idea; he stuffed the blob of Chaos power into the fishing rod, utilizing its attribute reversal effect.

Watching ’Power of World Order’ appear on the fishing rod, Zheng Yichen fell silent for a moment, murmuring, "It really is a product of Dusk."

Zheng Yichen then threw the blob of Chaos power, now transformed into Power of World Order, onto the severed arm, where it clashed intensely with the reality-corrosive destructive power.

"This power can corrode reality, and True Gods possess the power to interfere with reality, how similar is that?" Zheng Yichen snapped his fingers, and a motorcycle nearby immediately drove autonomously towards him. He grabbed the white ball on the handle, pressing it onto the limb.

The white ball seemed very active on the severed arm, unlike how it turned into a red ball in the Chaos Furnace; it merely expanded its body, attempting to swallow the enormous limb whole.

"Do you really want to eat it?" Zheng Yichen recalled the Evil Spirit that had been swallowed by the white ball; those beings would disappear entirely once consumed, but Evil Spirits were spiritual life forms, whereas this was a solid chunk of meat.

The structure of the arm was also unrelated to humans. Zheng Yichen cut off a small piece of muscle tissue to examine it but ultimately abandoned the bold idea. He wasn’t picky about food, but surely the ingredients had to be fresh?

This just wasn’t suitable.

But the white ball, as if not hearing Zheng Yichen’s words, continued relentlessly to expand its body, taking nearly five minutes to finally swallow the huge severed arm.

Like a snake that had swallowed a large prey.

"Is it digesting?" Zheng Yichen reached out and tugged at the white ball’s body, finding it very tough. There was nothing much to say then. Directly, he had Lilith utilize materials from the built-in space to produce several inflatable wheels, seeing as the white ball might take a while to digest its fill; he couldn’t just wait here, could he?

Just pack it up and take it with him.

The young white dragon in the built-in space was crying loudly, wanting to get out.

Looking at Lilith’s projected screen, Zheng Yichen directly rejected Tanshia Firlo’s request...

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