I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

This shows that the monster's target was very clear: those three people.

Or rather, something about those three people.

However, they were outside its attack range.

With Zhang Yangqing's confirmation, the eerie consciousness no longer hesitated.

He moved.

With a flash, he instantly appeared in the center of the battlefield!
Before the three eerie humanoid figures could react, they felt a terrifying sense of oppression enveloping their entire bodies!
"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Three muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously!

The bizarre consciousness's blatant 'sneak attack' with a hand chop needs no explanation; the killing between the bizarre is that simple.

The group of people, who were already injured, were completely unable to stop the attack from the strange consciousness.

One man and two women, three heads flew off, black blood gushing out!

Their bodies fell to the ground with a thud, their eyes wide open, never understanding what had happened until their deaths.

The eerie consciousness withdrew its hand, flicked the black blood from its fingertips, then took a few steps back and stood aside, indicating that it had no malicious intent.

The monster was stunned. It looked at the three corpses on the ground, then at the "weird" thing in front of it, and a hint of doubt flashed in its blood-red eyes.

But soon, it seemed to understand something; it realized that this guy was helping me.

Sensing no danger from the strange creature before him, the monster began to shrink in size, decreasing from over ten meters to about two meters, which was still enormous for a humanoid monster.

It lowered its head, sniffed at one of the strange female corpses, and then gently rolled out a sharp fang from her sleeve with its tongue.

The tooth was small, but it was crystal clear and emitted a faint fluorescence.

The monster put its teeth into its mouth, moved its lips, and the pain on its face was significantly relieved.

It raised its head, looked at the eerie consciousness, and let out a low growl.

There was no hostility in the roar; instead, there was a hint of gratitude.

The eerie consciousness looked at it and tentatively spoke, "No need to be polite. We're here looking for something. Could you please help us later?"

The monster tilted its head, seemingly trying to understand what he was saying.

Then it nodded.

It means it's a trivial matter.

At this point, many viewers outside the big screen may still not understand why the eerie consciousness wasn't killing the monsters.

But the eerie consciousness had already guessed the solution to this challenge.

Birds are definitely not easy to catch. Although I haven't started catching them yet, my strange intuition has already guessed it.

There were some bird feathers at the spot where the fight had just taken place, and the monster also had some on it. These were definitely not its own; they were all different species.

That means this monster must have been specifically designed to catch birds.

So as long as you help it, you can easily get the bird you're looking for.

Actually, the person who is happiest when they think of this is not the audience, but the eerie consciousness itself.

Because he discovered that he had finally learned the basics of Zhang Yangqing's skills.

It's not about waiting for danger to appear before reacting; if you react in time, you rely on your strength to break through; if you don't react in time, you die.

Instead, it means anticipating dangers and finding solutions in advance.

This feeling is much more satisfying than simply overwhelming someone with superior strength.

He used to always walk on the edge of a knife, never knowing when he would die without a burial place.

But now, he has learned to observe, to think, and to find clues in the details.

The difficulty of this level lies in the fact that the monster and the three humanoid monsters are evenly matched; whichever side you help, the other side will die.

If the Chosen Ones choose to help the humanoid monsters, they will be grateful and will help, but what can they help with? They can't even protect themselves, let alone catch birds.

As for the monster, it is the overlord of this area, and catching birds is a piece of cake for it.

The clue was hidden in those few inconspicuous feathers.

What are the prerequisites for helping others? For those who have cleared the level, it has nothing to do with justice or weakness. Whoever can help you, you should help them, regardless of what they are doing!
This is the indifference of those who pass through the checkpoint.

Unlike humans, the supernatural do not have as many concepts about their own kind.

Seeing the ticket seller kill the three strange creatures, the other passengers just found it strange, but no one asked any questions. In their eyes, it was only natural for the strong to kill the weak.

After the monster joined the group, they continued on their way.

With the demonic beast clearing the way, the surrounding low-level monsters all retreated, and even the fog seemed to thin out a bit.

Led by the eerie sunglasses and eye mask, they soon arrived at a huge dead tree.

This tree is different from other trees; its trunk is so thick that it takes more than a dozen people to hug it, and its canopy blocks out the sun.

Deep within the tree canopy, a huge bird's nest can be vaguely seen.

From the bird's nest came the clear chirping of birds.

The blindfolded figure raised its head strangely, 'looked' for a moment, and then spoke: "That's right, there's light up there, and that 'sun' is in the bird's nest."

Upon hearing this, the man in sunglasses immediately became excited: "Master, watch this!"

He leaped forward, his figure as swift as lightning, soaring straight into the treetops!
In the nest, a pure white bird poked its head out, looking at the uninvited guest who had rushed up.

It slowly took off.

The speed was outrageously slow, like a slow-motion scene in a movie, with the wings flapping one after another, so slowly that it seemed as if it were fluttering in place.

The man in sunglasses gave a sinister laugh and reached out to grab him.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the bird.

Whoosh!
The bird suddenly disappeared!
No, it didn't disappear, but appeared instantly ten meters away at an unbelievable speed!

The sunglasses-wearing man's grasp missed its mark, and he nearly fell off the tree.

He steadied himself and stared at the bird with gritted teeth.

The bird resumed its slow, leisurely flight, as if its previous high speed had been an illusion.

The sunglasses-wearing creature, defiant and defiant, charged forward again.

The same script: fly slowly, then when you're about to be caught, teleport away in a flash.

After several attempts, the man in sunglasses, exhausted and panting, hadn't even touched a single bird feather.

The blindfolded eerie figure watching from the side couldn't help but laugh out loud: "If you can't handle it, don't force yourself."

The man in sunglasses said in a strange, angry tone, "If you're so capable, then you do it!"

Without a word, the blindfolded figure leaped into the air.

His hearing was indeed exceptional; he could detect every subtle sound as the bird flew, predict its flight path, and catch it ahead of time.

The problem is, the bird is too fast, so fast that even sound can't keep up.

He had just pinpointed the bird's location when it teleported elsewhere.

After several attempts, even the eye mask's eerie effect was defeated.

The two returned to the ground, panting, their faces filled with resentment.

The eerie consciousness knew that if the two of them couldn't do it, then it probably wouldn't be able to catch them either, so it looked at the monster and tentatively said, "Why don't you give it a try?"

The monster nodded, then looked up at the bird that was still flying slowly.

The next second, the monster began attacking the bird from an unbelievable angle and trajectory.

He seemed to know exactly where the birds were going to fly.

The bird was flying slowly when suddenly its body stiffened. In an unexpected place, it was bitten by a monster. It struggled desperately, flapping its wings wildly, but it couldn't break free at all.

A few seconds later, the bird was picked up by the monster and gently placed in front of the eerie consciousness.

The sunglasses stared wide-eyed in a strange way.

The blindfold stood there eerily still.

The other passengers looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

So they caught him?
They worked themselves to the bone without even touching a hair, while the monster took care of everything with just one bite?

These passengers were either shocked or confused.

The eerie consciousness glanced at the surrounding passengers, its gaze gradually becoming calmer.

Because he suddenly understood why everyone, including himself, was always baffled when the expert made some incomprehensible moves.

So this is what it feels like to "look at problems from a higher perspective".

He looked at the two strangely powerful individuals who were still questioning their existence, and sighed inwardly: No wonder the Great God always has that "too lazy to explain" expression. (End of Chapter)