Before we took a slow walk in the back of the woods, the Lord of the Bird's Footprints... there he was.
Is it something like three meters long?
The body is covered in bright white feathers, from which a slightly longer, yellow leg stretches.
That's all I could see, it was just, like, a slightly skinny giant chicken.
However, the hair is peeling from the area around the tail and instead the green scales are growing surprisingly.
The tail ratio was clearly longer than that of a normal chicken, and the tail tip, which was lifted to near the head of the chicken, had eyes and mouth.
I mean, my tail was snaking.
No, that's good.
I can forgive you for that. About a chicken with a snake tail, I can eat it at all.
That's not a problem at all.
From the neck to the top, he was a wrinkled old man with bright red eyes.
Hair is as white as body feathers. There are no black eyes, just a poisonous red glance.
It was unnecessarily creepy that my neck was slightly longer.
"Trinik! Trinik!
Are you sure you're eating this?
Whatever you think, it's the same frame as Adam!?
What is it? Could you be a relative of Seylane!?
It's fashionable to grow heads from birds!?
Old Ong's mouth had fangs that obviously only seemed like canine teeth.
It's disgusting.
If the first demon I had ever seen in this world was an alley, I would have been ready to die the moment I saw it.
[Basilisk]: B + Rank Monster]
["The Final Evolution" of the Caucasian pedigree, a demon with the tail of a snake and the body of a chicken.
[Red eyes emit an intense petrification curse.
[The flesh on the body has intense poison gas and may paralyze the body just by coming close.
Not there, is it!?
You don't care about the tail of a snake or the body of a chicken!?
It's even more amazing. It must be growing from the tip of my neck!
Yes, no, it's a common denominator of the cocatrice lineage, not a physical trait of basilisk.
But you should definitely not. You're saving it, aren't you? If you just listen to this explanation and see the basilisk, I'll be right there.
Oh, my God. You have too many demons of the type of appearance on this island that should never exist.
Great...... glad I didn't come to an island like this by myself.
I'd be absolutely insane if I wandered around an island where only a man-bird and a man would walk wide by himself.
Even Geeva might have looked like an angel already and kept him company.
Old Chicken...... At present in Basilisk, a black leopard stoned with limbs, was desperately rolling.
The chicken holds the movement with her feet and eats it into her belly.
Draw your guts out of the belly of the black leopard and drape them down the gap between your teeth.
The leopard was causing his body to jump and spasm heavily, but he was disappointed to knock his neck to the ground and stopped moving, apparently just as the basilisk sipped the organ out of the leopard's body.
Basilisk turns his neck twirling, then turns his face toward the snake, his own tail beside him.
The snake turned to snitch my whereabouts.
Following that, the old man turned his expressionless face toward me.
He had such ruthless eyes.
My head is in the shape of a person, but I could clearly tell I wasn't human even if I just cut it off there, it was too cold looking.
I bent over and avoided my gaze.
"Trinik! Trinik!
Is there an element of dryness?
If I thought I'd see a strange stone statue until I got here, it would be because he scattered the curse of petrification.
To see what just happened, it would mean a preserved meal.
When you're hungry, start eating with some of the demon's body back, as you did earlier.
In the meantime, do you want to come in through the usual checks......
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Race: Basilisk
Status: Normal
Lv: 88/88 (MAX)
HP: 655/655
MP: 233/245
Attack: 440
Defense: 555
Magic Power: 450
Fastness: 550
Rank: B
Characteristic Skills:
[Bicep: Lv -- schizophrenia: Lv -- meaning communication: Lv 2]
[Dark Attribute: Lv--Flight: Lv1] [HP Auto Recovery: Lv6]
[Thermal Sensing: Lv7] [Sneaky Sufficiency: Lv7] [Zone Poison: Lv8]
[Petrified Demon Eye: Lv6] [Two Tongues: Lv--- [Terminator: Lv---]
Resistance Skills:
[Toxic Invalidity: Lv -- Paralysis Resistance: Lv 8] [Petrification Invalidity: Lv --]
[Immediate Death Resistance: Lv8] [Curse Resistance: Lv7] [Confusion Resistance: Lv4]
Normal Skills:
[pecker: Lv7] [dirty tongue: Lv8] [poison: Lv8]
[High Quick: Lv6] [High Rest: Lv6] [Death: Lv6]
[High Slow: Lv4] [Bad Voice: Lv5] [Gold Cut: Lv6]
Title Skill:
[Final Evolver: Lv--Obsession: Lv6]
[Poison Master: LV7] [Symbol of Disaster: LV---]
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B's, max level......?
Um, but... well, isn't your status modest?
Attack, magic, not that high together. Bye. That would be somewhat lacking in decision making in the same class band.
... but you can't be alarmed.
Too many skills to worry about.
Heh, it sounds better not to get involved poorly. I don't want to get involved.
"Oi, Trinik......"
Can you eat that?
It's just a bunch of poison if you keep knocking it down!
It's got [Zone poison]!
"Shah!!
A snake on the tail of a basilisk raises his voice.
White feathers, light wrapped around them. The light disappears to blend into the body of the basilisk.
Oh, is that... [High Quick]?
Do you want to use the tail more...
If you're magically doped, you can't keep up with speed.
It's bad for the other side, but it's lucky to get away here...
When I looked at Aro, Aro let him shake his shoulder frighteningly, then narrowed his shoulder and meditated his eyes, as he had noticed.
Shh, I'm sorry...
I apologized in my heart, and then I cheeked Aro.
And then, take Trent... that, Trent? Mr. Trent?
Trent was out front about what he thought.
Ba and spread the branches, 'Come on!' But he was posing as a fool.
No, I can't!?
I know I'm happy to evolve, but if I take on an attack like that, I'll smash it from where I survive!
When I rushed to grab Trent, Basilisk (Old Ong) growled... no, he rushed over here with an odd voice.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
My deaf voice sounded, and I was scared for a moment, too.
Fast, too. A slightly skinny, giant chicken body, accompanied by an old man's head, rushes in at an incredible rate.
I feared unexpectedly, despite my physical differences. That was life saving.
Trent's body changes from fundamental to stone.
Trent swings the branches in a panic, but its erosion is fast.
Soon Trent turned into a statue.
T, Mr. Trent!?
Ugh, you're lying. Is this, like, going back to normal!?
More and more basilisks pack the distance while I'm confused.
"Gah!"
When the other party barks, a gentle light wraps up Trent.
It would be [Holly] 's magic.
But there's no change in Trent, who turned it into a statue.
"Da, no datta...... Evil I...... '
The other party drips.
He seemed to regret that he said he wanted chicken.
But that's my mistake in judging a late escape.
I don't know what to do... I can't believe this is happening all the time...
No, if the basilisk is treating the petrified demon as a preserved food... it should also have the power to undo it.
We just have to disable him and make him use it somehow.