Mythological origin

At this critical moment, Zu Qilin, who had been watching the battle, finally made a move.

It does not have the destructive power of Zulong Tianfeng, the only advantage is that it can bear it.

Qilin, who is only good at defense, is the weakest and least active party in the Three Kingdoms. It must stand on the second Tianfeng's side at the right time in order to maintain the remaining balance of power.

Zu Qilin let the scales all over his body fall off piece by piece, and spread and floated in front of Tianfeng layer by layer, densely stacking thousands of layers of armor for the opponent.

Even itself has become the innermost layer of armor.

level one.

Second floor.

……

The hundreds of layers of Lin Armor in front broke apart almost as soon as they came into contact with the Ancestral Dragon's Fist.

But when reaching the thousandth floor, the speed of the fist began to slow down for the first time.

Two thousand layers.

Three thousand layers.

……

The speed at which the scale armor collapsed became slower and slower. By the time of the fifth thousandth floor, it took one-tenth of the blink of an eye to break through the first floor.

Finally, Zulong's punch was stopped when it broke through the eight thousandth layer of armor.

All three losers.

Still in an overdrawn state, the Zulong with strange tentacles all over his body has no ability to continue attacking.

Even if Tianfeng didn't take the punch head-on, his body and mind were still injured internally by the wind of the punch.

Zu Qilin lost more than [-]% of his strength.

This situation is not too bad.

Tianfeng and Zu Qilin didn't say a word. After blocking Zulong's move and confirming that the other party had no more power to pursue, they each left in a hurry.

This inexplicable and tragic battle is over.

But this is also the daily life of innate creatures.

They have countless innate knowledge and power, but there is no restriction of social system.

In the final analysis, they are a bunch of beasts who seem to know everything, but never really control their desires and emotions.

Just for a little shit, you can fight to the death.

Before leaving, out of some hidden instinct, the two beasts took away the golden apple that had been smashed on their heads.

Those two apples, which didn't look solid, were unscathed in the war that was just called a collapse of mountains and lands. This is intriguing in itself.

Zulong, who had already tasted the wonderful feeling after taking golden apples, set his eyes on them early on, and was about to pick up these two apples when the other party left. How could he give up now.

It dragged the remnant body that had just overclocked and performed the Pangu Transformation, and planned to do it again forcefully.

But he never thought that this exposed his intentions even more.

Tianfeng grabbed the apple with one claw, and the unicorn, which had shrunk several times after shedding its scales with the other, quickly fled the scene.

Zulong couldn't catch up for a while, so he had to give up, and turned his attention to the apple tree on the top of the mountain.

It spat out the dragon in its mouth.

The two dragons looked at the fruit trees and decided that this place would be their dragon clan's lair in the future!

……

"Is this really... the world I designed?" On the top of another mountain far away, Bai Mo looked at the wild beasts with a rather peculiar style of painting with a little doubt, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

In his memory, this prehistoric world was indeed created by himself.

But his aesthetics should not be so harsh!

A mountain range made of huge bones, a strange dragon and phoenix with three heads and six arms, and flying flesh and blood.

Pan Gu with tentacles all over his body.

Everything is incompatible with the aesthetics of normal human beings.

These things are not beyond Bai Mo's imagination, but they are definitely not good-looking.

It is something that I would definitely not make under normal circumstances.

Where is the problem?
Bai Mo walked on the soft soil, which was sticky, as if it had just rained.

Moreover, the wind seems to have a fishy smell, and the remaining rainwater on the ground is also faintly reddish.

Just like it is.

Blood rain.

When stepping on the sticky soil, it also gives people a feeling of stepping on muscles and internal organs.

Not solid ground.

This world is not normal.

It's just why the previous self didn't think there was a problem at all?
Bai Mo said to himself.

He doesn't have memories of interrupted memories.

At his level of practice, sleep is no longer necessary.

From the Profound Sky Continent, to the creation of the world and the creation of the Great Desolation, the memories of the journey all coherently appeared in Bai Mo's mind.

Everything is there.

But nothing unusual was found.

Is there such a big difference in aesthetics between my previous self and my current self?
……

Bai Mo moved forward while thinking.

Occasionally encountered on the road, but also some strange style of existence.

At every turn, all kinds of tentacles are flying, and blood and flesh are spraying.

While walking, he suddenly saw a creature by the river.

The opponent has the upper body of a human female, but the lower body is a huge snake tail.

Compared with the many divine beasts I met before, this one's appearance is much more normal after all.

Dark green waist-length hair, a white suspender dress from the body to the snake tail, a long bow tie on the chest, and a pair of almost transparent, shiny wings behind her.

The hair around the ears is slightly arched, forming two pointed corners somewhat like cat's ears.

If you only look at the upper body, it is no different from the legendary elves.

It's the snake tail under the white dress, which looks a little bit abrupt.

She looked sad, as if she was looking in the mirror with the unclear river water.

It always gives people the illusion that they may throw themselves into the river at any time.

"Are you a stranger?" In the reflection of the river, she saw Bai Mo who also had the upper body of a human, so she asked proactively.

Bai Mo nodded.

"Do you think I'm ugly?" The snake girl looked at Bai Mo and somehow asked this strange question.

Even if the two are meeting for the first time.

"good."

"But people in the village think that I look like a monster, especially the upper body. They all say that I am so shriveled and thin that I don't look like a normal creature. I have no sense of flesh and blood." While speaking, the snake girl showed her white arms to the white ink. before.

The hands are white and the skin is fine.

Just like a normal girl.

However, in a world where mainstream aesthetics are quite weird, it is not impossible to get such an evaluation.

"What's your name?"

"Me? Feng Lixi, that's what everyone calls me."

"Feng Lixi..."

After hearing this, Bai Mo pondered for a while, took out a long whip from his sleeve, and gave it to the other party.

It may be the first time that Feng Lixi has received a gaze that does not show any disgust in his eyes, or it may be the first time he has seen a creature whose upper body looks similar to his own, and he accepted Bai Mo's gift without the slightest doubt.

"This whip, does it have its own name?"

"No." Although Bai Mo made things himself, he seldom named them, "Create a human whip?"

He casually made up a name based on the actual function.

"Not nice."

The snake girl shook her head, and the two hair horns next to her ears also shook back and forth.

"Seven Star Moon Whip, I like this name." (End of this chapter)