This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 47: Who is the monster?

"Didn't you manage to rescue Fellow Daoist Yangmei?"

Xi Yi asked in a panic.

Upon seeing this, Hongjun also looked distressed.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. It's not that dangerous. It's already good that Fellow Daoist Kunpeng was able to return safely.

"I'm here."

Yang Mei, whose head was half-covered by the body of the Kunpeng and its tattered clothes, answered.

"what?"

Xi Yi was stunned; he hadn't seen the person, but he had heard their voice.

Is this some kind of ghost?

"Stop looking, it's here."

Kunpeng stood up and lifted up Yangmei, whose head was now the only part of him, with one hand.

Hongjun's eyes widened.

Xi Yi was startled and jumped back.

"Yang, Fellow Daoist Yangmei?"

Hongjun mustered up his courage and asked a question.

"It's because I'm an old Taoist priest that you two have made a fool of yourselves."

Even though only a head remained, Yang Mei still displayed great composure.

She was completely different from when she was crying with grievance.

Or rather, he only showed that posture to Kunpeng.

Perhaps after countless years, if, if raising eyebrows truly becomes raising eyebrows, Kunpeng will be very "gratified".

"Please take care of Fellow Daoist Yangmei for now. I'll go retrieve Fellow Daoist Yangmei's body."

Kunpeng didn't have time to explain in detail to them.

Suddenly, I remembered something more important.

After all, it was a body conceived by Xiao Yi. If it could be taken back, and Xiao Yi could conceive Yang Mei again, it would save a lot of essence.

Even if it rots, it will rot in the primordial wilderness.

It's not that people from the prehistoric era have a prehistoric soul; even if they're rotten, they're still people from the prehistoric era.

Rather, they should not be wasted; they should return to their roots.

"Fellow Daoist, no! No! Danger!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mei loudly stopped him.

Even Hongjun, who had taken Yangmei's head, tried his best to stop him, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you must not continue to take risks."

"I've heard that the three of us... We were born as beings of the primordial era, and even in death, we remain souls of the primordial era. How could we possibly have physical bodies wandering outside? — I refuse to accept this."

Kunpeng immediately used it and said what he had just thought of.

"this?"

For some inexplicable reason, the three of them felt a tremor in their hearts, overwhelmed with indescribable emotion and pride.

For the first time, I felt a sense of pride as a primordial being, an indescribable feeling of pride.

Kunpeng's action was tantamount to gathering the soul of the primordial world.

Its influence was beyond his own expectations, and its impact was extremely profound.

"Whoosh!"

Kunpeng leaped again and entered the paper doll space-time.

He was met with turbulent debris.

This time I was much more at ease, having already gained experience twice.

The goal is clear: to take away most of Yangmei's body.

In addition, there was another task he set for himself.

That is, when the clams fight, the fisherman benefits.

Of course, this is just a fantasy, and there's no guarantee it will come true.

But not taking advantage of a good deal is not the attitude of a prehistoric person.

Since things have come to this point, why can't we have it all?

Ideally, both the paper man and the big eyeball should be injured.

Or it doesn't matter who kills whom, at least one person has to be rescued.

It's hard to determine whether either is eerie or bizarre.

It possesses a murderous ability governed by bizarre rules, and also exhibits a grotesque and absurd quality.

In any case, with the world order collapsing in the apocalypse, all sorts of monsters and demons could be born, and these two might just be a combination of monsters.

Looking at the paper figure alone, it seems more eerie, and the large, blood-red eyes make it seem more grotesque.

They are all beings devoid of any intelligence.

Acting according to specific rules is actually easy for Kunpeng to deal with.

If it were an intelligent being, needless to say, the Kunpeng would have been driven as far away as possible long ago.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The turbulent fragments and flying knives seemed to be more concentrated, and Kunpeng sensed it.

It was like a battle between two monsters, reaching its later stages.

The cracks on the paper figure became even denser. The first time, the paper figure's ability was not detected, but this time it was.

Similar to puppetry, and with the ability to inflict damage.

Once possessed, the possessed person becomes like a puppet. The puppet's damage cannot harm the paper figure, but the damage from the paper figure can be transferred to the puppet.

You can tell from the bloodshot eyes that the huge eyeballs are covered with dense cracks.

When Kunpeng first entered, he didn't notice anything amiss, thinking that the Blood Eyes were naturally like that, with their fragmented, stitched-together eyeballs.

It now appears that this is not the case.

Upon entering this time, I discovered that the cracks on the Bloodthirsty Eyes were more numerous, denser, and deeper.

The cracks on the paper figure are strikingly similar.

The knowledgeable Kunpeng immediately noticed the clue: this was damage transfer.

When you attack me, you are attacking yourself.

That's why they say strange and eerie demons are so hard to deal with.

They might have some outrageous abilities, which could be very dangerous.

If they rashly attack the paper figures, they will definitely get hurt.

"However, I seem strange to normal people, especially with my raised eyebrows."

He remembered that he still had two big holes in his body, and he remembered that Yangmei was still crying and screaming even though he only had his head left.

It seems that they, along with their group, are also seen as monsters by normal people.

Intelligent monsters seem even more terrifying.

"No problem, no problem, I'll hide!"

"Thump!"

Kunpeng muttered to himself as he dodged.

It is important to emphasize that this space-time of the paper figure is filled with strange and distorted energy, which would distort normal people.

Despite appearing to be handling the situation with ease, Kunpeng was not only suffering from the two large holes in its body, but was also being eroded and infected by the distorting force of the paper doll's spacetime.

It's called the Paper Doll Space, but it's actually more like a ghostly realm of paper dolls.

Ordinary strange phenomena cannot form a strange domain, and strange phenomena that can form a strange domain are not simple.

Such an existence is so powerful that ordinary people would be unable to confront it head-on, let alone accidentally enter its influence-filled domain; their senses would be distorted.

The fact that Kunpeng and Yangmei could ignore this strange domain shows that they are extraordinary, and their special abilities are protecting them at all times.

"Alas, poor old Taoist Yangmei."

Even though the essence of Yangmei has already been given out.

But when it touched his body, Kunpeng still sighed with misfortune and raised his eyebrows.

Just because they were a little too far away, he pushed Xiyi and Hongjun out, but he was decapitated.

"This is your calamity!"

Kunpeng said this insincerely.

"It's a contest between space giants, I'm not talking nonsense."

He didn't even believe what he was saying, so he made up a flimsy excuse.

His mouth is like it's been blessed; in this primordial world, his nonsense seems to be coming true.

It is well-documented.

such as……

Never mind, I can't remember, but it's definitely not nonsense.

"what!"

Its body is much heavier than its head, and it is also inconvenient to move around.

Thankfully, Kunpeng has been getting stronger, otherwise I really wouldn't have had the confidence to take Yangmei's half-body out with me.

He has been getting stronger and stronger. In just a short while, Kunpeng felt that he could cover at least fifteen meters in one step.

Because the two holes in his body were being assimilated by the Void, because the distorting power of the surrounding environment was constantly eroding him, his special abilities were also being assimilated by the Void.

Suffering also makes you stronger.

until……

"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Yangmei, but you're already in a terrible state."

Until a turbulent fragment appeared, leaving no room to dodge, he had no choice but to use half of his raised eyebrows to block it.

With this block, he seemed to understand the reason for Yangmei Xiaoqiang's tenacious vitality.

"I see?"

……