A person wanting to break free from the laws of nature must follow an unnatural path, which is usually a crooked one.
The monster with Three Heads and Six Arms howled in pain; its remaining four arms suddenly morphed, skin loosening, bones transforming into a spear, an axe, a scimitar, and a dagger.
"Fancy tricks," I muttered, dodging the spear it thrust at me, while two streams of Karmic Fire roared forth continuously.
I could kill it in one blow, but if it died, we wouldn't be able to ask what we wanted to know. So, I aimed one stream of Karmic Fire at its leg and the other at its arm.
In the blink of an eye, its six arms became four half-arms, and its four legs turned into three half-legs.
Unable to stand, it fell to the ground, howling in pain. Perhaps it had lost the ability to speak.
At this moment, Nanduo on the platform suddenly sat up and said 'stop' in the language of my tribe.
