Game World, Deep-Sea R'lyeh.
Ke Meng watched the monster, whose shape defied any accurate description, run over to the pile of bones and look around. When it failed to find the source of the prying gaze, it actually started dancing on the spot, leaving Ke Meng utterly baffled.
Had this monster entered its madness phase?
Ke Meng thought of Liu Siting's madness phases. Although she had escaped complete insanity, she still lapsed into madness from time to time, and her murmuring could give ordinary people splitting headaches.
"Creatures in their madness phase are terrifying," Ke Meng muttered.
Ke Meng blinked in R'lyeh, fighting the urge to close his eyes and stop looking. It was painful to watch.
Ke Meng would bet that any normal person who saw a monster covered in tentacles dancing in a pile of bones would find it an eyesore.
Only someone with very unusual tastes could find it beautiful. Ke Meng, at least, found it utterly disgusting.
Yet Ke Meng had to keep watching. The dance had a strange rhythm that conveyed some sort of information.
That information could reach the observer, and Ke Meng easily understood the message contained in the eye-searing dance.
"This is... a language?" Ke Meng suddenly understood. It was a strange language that made comprehension easier for him, allowing him to quickly grasp what the other party meant.
Until now, Ke Meng had been using an emotion-reading method. In other words, he intuitively sensed the other party's emotions, then analyzed their thoughts through changes in those emotions.
The emotion-reading method was not precise. Occasionally, he misinterpreted the other party's meaning, and it lacked accuracy when it came to details.
This Tentacle Monster, however, was impressive. It did not use a human language, but some bizarre language that even Ke Meng knew