Judging from the images that kept flashing in the picture, he did not grow two heads, but the ape head that was a hundred times uglier than the Fire Monkey was indeed ugly enough.
The hands appeared from the beginning, one black and one white, and they match well.
Judging from the limited shots, the legs should have turned into eagle talons like Xososai, with jet black scales covering them.
Not much to say about the snake's tail and the devil's iconic wings.
The most surprising thing is that there is a faint golden light shining on his dark body, which is very similar to the dragon flame attached to his body in dragon power mode.
In general, the body strength after demonization is not inferior to his dragon power mode, and it is even worse in unarmed combat. With fists and claws coming out, legs and tail moving together, he just beat a second-level mage.
Defeated steadily.
Strictly speaking, it cannot be said that she was retreating steadily. Little Freckles made every retreat with ease. Under the endless protection and summoning spells, she even had several excellent opportunities to counterattack, but she didn't know why she let it go in the end.
It’s like deliberately delaying time!
The delay must be to wait for something, perhaps the cooling down of a certain skill, the taking effect of a certain spell, or the support of a certain character.
When a fire suddenly burned in their stomachs, the two owners of this body, Sherlock and Xossay, both realized something was wrong.
"No--"
With this shout, two more figures appeared in Sherlock's consciousness space. Xosusai is actually composed of two souls, and naturally two thought bodies will be generated.
The two men knew where they were as soon as they looked at their surroundings. After looking at each other, they rushed over in unison.
Although both of them want to destroy the other and become the only one, when facing a common enemy, they will never delay each other's retreat, let alone do something that would hurt both sides.
There are three consciousness bodies here in total. If it wasn't two of them, it would naturally be the third party, that is, the original owner of this body.
"I didn't bring you back, don't look for me!" The pain in Sherlock's heart is beyond words. He has been forced into the conscious space, and he still has to bear such a scapegoat.
What's even more tragic is that he is obviously the owner of this body, but in his own consciousness space, he can't do anything to two outsiders.
Fortunately, the initiator of this incident did not intend to hide behind the scenes and reap the benefits.
As a flame bloomed, a tall woman wearing colorful feathers stood in front of him.
"Since I borrowed your body, as compensation, I will help you deal with these two annoying guys." A clear and elegant voice came from the other party's mouth.
"So it's you, old bird, who is causing trouble!" One of the giant apes yelled angrily. He was very familiar with the scent of this woman, the same bald toucan he had just swallowed alive.
He didn't expect that the other party's soul would also hide in this body and bring them such trouble.
Hiss - Sherlock suddenly felt a chill coming from his soul and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Haha." The woman in feathers looked at the opposite side with a smile on her face, "As a reward for making you laugh at me, I allow you to stay in the main material plane for a while longer."
Um, this voice doesn't sound like it's made out of laughter.
Without waiting for the two giant apes to reply, they only heard a 'pop' sound, as if sparks had struck from two stones, and two balls of flame suddenly bloomed under their feet.
From the blazing flames, streams of black smoke steamed out, accompanied by hysterical wails.
The body kneeling on the ground continued to struggle, and Sherlock could feel the pain from a distance.
But now in the consciousness space, the damage received is directly affected to the depths of the soul. Ordinary pain will be magnified several times, let alone such a flame full of destruction.
After nearly half an hour of torture, the woman in feathers finally lost her temper. With a wave of her hand, the sudden increase in flames instantly burned out both of Xossay's conscious bodies.
While chatting and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes. This kind of grace really made others admire and envy them.
"Druid, to make a long story short, you should have heard my name before. I want to borrow your body. I wonder if you are willing."
"You can use it." Sherlock said without hesitation. After seeing the previous scene, he would not ask for trouble again. Anyway, even if he didn't want to, the result would still be the same.
He had already guessed a bit about the origin of this woman in feathers. If nothing else, she should be the bald big-billed bird called Fox. He just didn't know how she survived the massacre by Xosusai and appeared.
in his body.
"That's good, my body needs about, um..., three days to conceive. During this time, I'll trouble you to accompany Zoe." Fox yawned after explaining the relevant matters.
Death and rebirth actually consume a lot of energy for her, and she must quickly enter a deep sleep state to conserve energy.
"What, aren't you in charge of controlling the body? What the hell is pregnancy? And..." Before Sherlock could finish his question, his eyes suddenly darkened and he fainted.
Fox, who was the only one left in the sea of consciousness, nodded with satisfaction: "This body is not bad. It has even absorbed part of Asadron's power, which can just speed up my incubation process."
…
"Fox..." Sherlock shouted and opened his eyes.
The familiar perspective and real five senses all proved that he had regained control of his body, but an ominous premonition continued to stir up his sensitive nerves.
"Probably not." He comforted himself softly and lowered his head.
As his eyes continued to move downward, the ominous premonition became more and more serious.
When the black left claw and a pair of eagle legs came into view, he had to try to accept this terrifying fact.
Xoxosai's soul should have been completely driven back to purgatory, but the changes the other party brought to his body were not taken away with him. He still maintained the appearance of the monster before.
It shouldn't be. Sherlock clicked on his attribute list and player log in disbelief, and read through them carefully.
Ten minutes later, when he had sorted out all the information, except for a bizarre sentence, there really were no other words to describe what his body had experienced in just half an hour.
From a chronological perspective, everything can be explained by the following three abnormal states.
