There Was Something Weird About Every Part of Him

The Black-Haired Girl rolled her eyes at him. "There's something weird about every part of you, okay?"

"Is there?" Eros was a little confused.

"You gazed directly at a deity with a mortal body, then got entangled with this one, yet you haven't suffered any corruption at all. Your body can even host its avatar. How is that not weird?"

After saying that, the Black-Haired Girl fell into thought herself. Perhaps that being from the Elf Race really hadn't mistaken him for someone else.

Perhaps the child before her truly was her Master returned. Otherwise, how could a mere mortal possibly have done those things?

Everyone knew that, aside from mythic life, only another deity could look directly at a deity.

And only a deity could host an avatar of the one in the Deep Sea.

But this is still so hard to accept. Why has my once-peerless Master turned into this mess? At that thought, she couldn't help giving Eros a disdainful look.

Eros, however, wasn't surprised by what the Black-Haired Girl had said.

Although he didn't know what was going on either, that didn't stop him from feeling it was perfectly natural.

After all, wasn't coming with a cheat pretty standard for someone who'd transmigrated? It made perfect sense.

Still, he was rather pleased to see that the Black-Haired Girl seemed to know what that tentacle monster was.

After all, only once he knew what it was could he figure out how to get rid of it, right?

It wasn't a little blonde girl with animal ears, nor was it a beautiful girl with long legs in black stockings. It was just a tentacle monster.

Although he'd grown used to the tentacle's presence over the past month, he still wanted to shake it off if he had the chance. Just looking at the damn thing was creepy, okay?

So Eros pointed at the tentacle and asked outright, "Do you know where it came from?"

"It is the oldest life in this world, and the greatest horror in it. It is the beginning of all life, and it will also be the end of all life, unless someone can transcend it."

As she finished, the Black-Haired Girl glanced at Eros, then turned her head away again.

Although she had accepted that this rude junior was her Master returned, she still felt rather dispirited.

Eros, on the other hand, was shocked by what the Black-Haired Girl had said. This damn thing is that big a deal?

"Then doesn't that mean I can't get rid of it?" His voice sounded a little dejected.

Although the tentacle monster really hadn't done anything excessive to him, and had even generously given him two skills, its appearance was honestly far too creepy.

If it's such a big deal, why can't it turn into a little blonde girl with animal ears?

"You can't now, but you will be able to in the future," the Black-Haired Girl said meaningfully.

Eros lay back down on the ground and let out a long sigh.

"Ah, forget it! I'll worry about the future when it comes. Oh, right, what should I call you?"

The Black-Haired Girl felt frustration welling up at the sight and snapped irritably:

"Barbara! The name my Master gave me."

Since Barbara was his ancestor's weapon, he ought to have regarded her with reverence. But looking at Barbara in the form of this charming young girl, he really couldn't muster any.

He touched the hem of Barbara's skirt again and clicked his tongue.

"Didn't you say you conjured all this? Then why does it feel solid?"

Barbara took another deep breath. She truly couldn't believe it. Why had her once-peerless Master turned into this mess?

Forcing down the urge to beat the person before her senseless, she explained:

"Because spirit can also condense into physical matter. The spirit marrow you use to set up formations, for example, is spirit condensed into a solid."