I Became an Evolving Lizard in a Martial Arts Novel-Chapter 268

"Gegeek...."

Wait, why the hell am I wearing a maid outfit?

It was beyond humiliating, but I understood why it had to be done.

To break the mental attack of the Suspiciously Suspicious Thing, something even more shocking was necessary.

Sure, if it had been the usual kind of mental attack that Simma pulled, I could have broken through it easily. But there was no way I could show my Simma to her.

I didn’t know how to do that, and even if I did, there was no way Simma would cooperate.

More than that, it’d be like letting a tiger loose just to catch a mouse.

Look at what happened to the Black Cloud Sect Leader. There was no way a weakened Seolhwa would be fine after seeing my Simma.

So I had to keep it under control.

Instead of unleashing Simma, I entered Seolhwa’s mind wearing a maid outfit myself. That was the right level of shock to make everything fall into place.

It didn’t really matter what I looked like. As long as Seolhwa was saved, that was enough.

And, well... when I actually did it, it wasn’t that bad.

Why?

Because I was in a lizard’s body.

Just like how a dressed-up snake looked cute to some people, my appearance would probably have the same effect.

Unlike my Simma’s indecent illusions, I was just a lizard wearing clothes.

...If I had done this in a human body, I’d be hiding in a hole in the ground right now. But since I was nowhere near human transformation, worrying about that was pointless.

I turned my head toward Seolhwa.

"Geck."

She stared at me blankly, her face turning slightly red.

...She was definitely picturing a maid lizard.

"Gegeck."

Please forget about it.

"It’s fine, Hui. I’ll be the only one who remembers this."

I’d prefer if neither of us remembered.

At least Seolhwa was doing better.

Her body, which had been ice cold, had warmed up to a more natural state.

She had mentioned before that she was born with the Extreme Yin Physique.

That’s why she could use Ice Arts and why she had some level of connection with the Lord of the Northern Ice Palace.

"I usually keep my physique a secret, but now Hui has seen everything."

I ended up showing something I usually kept hidden, too.

...So why does this feel off?

"Geheeeng..."

I let out a low, miserable sound, and Simma burst into loud laughter.

It was satisfied. Said I looked absolutely ridiculous. That I should feel its pain.

I’m sorry, Simma.

...No, wait. I didn’t want to do this to you, either.

This was a fatal wound to my pride as well. Why would I willingly end up looking like this?

Come to think of it, why did Simma end up looking like that in the first place?

Even when I first saw it, it wasn’t exactly normal.

Simma had appeared as none other than a Spino.

And compared to now, that had actually been a decent appearance.

A Spinosaurus covered in red scales, without a single scrap of clothing...

"Geheek!"

"Hui, are you okay? Why are you suddenly bleeding...?"

Ugh.

Maybe I need some rest.

A dinosaur not wearing clothes was normal. My thoughts were heading in a very wrong direction.

I was also getting more and more worried about Simma.

Recently, it had been showing me some mild goodwill, but that didn’t change the fact that it was still Simma.

It would do whatever it took to steal my body.

Everything it had been doing might just be an act.

I had to stay cautious about Simma.

It might make me wear weird clothes again.

...Not because I wanted revenge for this humiliating incident, obviously. Just because it was the smart thing to do.

"Well, you seem fine now. Hmm, since Hui helped me, I guess I should finally let you do that geroong? That gerolong thing you’ve always wanted?"

"Kerororong."

"Oh, right. It wasn’t geroong, it was kerorong? Anyway."

Her heavy tail swayed slightly.

"We have something else to take care of first."

Seolhwa shifted her gaze.

The Black Cloud Sect Leader was tied to a tree.

The suspiciously suspicious thing, with its red and blue fur now burned black.

Good. He stayed put.

He was still breathing, so we could extract some information.

"Uhh... uhhhhh...."

The Black Cloud Sect Leader groaned when he noticed our gazes.

Still, I wasn’t going to let him off.

Even aside from his connection to the True Dragon, the Black Cloud Sect itself was rotten to the core.

Some of his subordinates had already spilled about their crimes—how they tormented not just mystical beasts but also their fellow humans.

There was no reason to let him live.

"Krrr... krrr...."

Had he lost his mind?

His cries, which sounded like sobbing, were slowly turning into laughter.

"Hehehehe... I saw it all... The Simma you showed me...."

Ah.

He lost it after seeing Simma.

"Heuuuht... huaaaaaaah!"

"...He doesn’t look too good."

Of course he doesn’t.

I personally squeezed his skull, burned off that disgusting fur, and then let Simma show him something truly "gegeek" worthy.

"I saw it. It may have looked ridiculous... but I know its true nature...!"

Simma’s true nature?

"Those red eyes... that horrific aura! Even if you try to cover it with a laughable appearance... hhh... you can never truly hide it...."

This was all meaningless rambling.

There was no way he was speaking with a clear mind.

"Hhh... to have such eyes and still try to hide your identity... huhuhuhu...."

I had a feeling that if I listened to him for too long, he’d start ranting about something like a Brachiosaurus in a bunny suit and chip away at my sanity.

"How regrettable... that I cannot deliver this message to him... huhuhu... that the tail-bearing Ancient Death is hiding in this place...."

Oh?

So he did recognize me as a Komodo.

Not bad.

Well, it made sense. He was one of the True Dragon’s subordinates. He would have access to that kind of information.

Komodo was a name that even a long staff-wielding warrior could pick up just by eavesdropping.

"Wait! Hui! Get back!"

Crack!

Two ice flowers bloomed in an instant.

"But... at least I can prove my loyalty this way!"

Boom!

The explosion that followed wasn’t nearly as destructive as Seolhwa’s reaction suggested.

But the bastard’s head was gone.

It wasn’t a suicide bombing. He had just wanted to take his own life.

To keep us from extracting any information.

And to send some kind of message to the True Dragon.

It wasn’t my identity.

If he had a way to send that information, he wouldn’t have needed to blow his head off.

He had only managed to report that something unexpected had happened to him.

That was all.

"Ten Thousand Great Mountains... Again, the Ten Thousand Great Mountains."

A massive dragon with a long, serpentine body, fish-like scales, a pair of horns, and whiskers reminiscent of a carp murmured to itself.

Its radiant white scales exuded an air of sanctity, but the single crimson eye it bore twisted that impression entirely.

That eye held unmistakable killing intent.

The same kind of gaze as the black dragon it had once fought.

The white dragon's name was True Dragon.

Unlike other dragons, it had ascended to the status of a true dragon, thus earning its name.

It had another name as well—Anagon.

A name meant to counterbalance the existence known as the "Ancient Death with a Tail."

Anagon—the "Beautiful Thunder with Fangs."

Rumble.

Dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky.

A true dragon was a divine being capable of altering the weather itself with nothing but its will.

If anyone had witnessed the current phenomenon, they would have no choice but to acknowledge the being before them as a true dragon.

CRACK!

A multitude of lightning bolts rained down from the heavens.

The mystical beasts that served under True Dragon cowered and trembled, knowing that this storm was not an attack but a mere manifestation of their master's emotions.

"To think something would dare to disturb my peace to this extent."

The Black Cloud Sect Leader was dead.

And not just dead—he had taken his own life.

True Dragon, who had prepared countermeasures to prevent such an outcome, immediately understood that something had happened in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

He had ensured the sect leader's survival.

He had even bestowed upon him Dragon Pellets, containing a fraction of his own power, without hesitation.

And yet, the man had still taken his own life.

The implications were clear.

Someone had attacked the Black Cloud Sect.

And they were not satisfied with just that—they might have even set their sights on True Dragon himself.

"So the prophecy is true, after all."

A new Heavenly Demon would be born in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

That was the prophecy of Baek Seolhwa.

And naturally, True Dragon had someone on his side who could rival her.

That was why he was well aware of the tale.

"I see... so that woman had a reason to stand in my way so desperately."

He inspected the scars on his body.

One had been left by the previous Heavenly Demon.

Another had been carved into him by the Komodo.

And most recently, there was a third.

A wound inflicted during his battle against the black-haired woman he encountered at the Heavenly Demon Cult.

Something was definitely stirring in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

"Bihee."

"Yes, Father."

Among the Nine Offspring of the Dragon, the Stone.

Bihee stepped forward.

"You will handle this matter."

A collective sigh of relief escaped from the other mystical beasts.

Who was Bihee, if not the offspring who carried the purest blood of True Dragon?

The one whom True Dragon trusted most, whose presence alone signified that the problem would soon be resolved.

"When you say this matter..."

"An investigation into the Ten Thousand Great Mountains."

"An investigation, you say?"

"Yes. The human responsible for the elixirs is dead."

"The Black Cloud Sect Leader...! Understood."

It was shocking news.

Who in their right mind would dare attack the Black Cloud Sect?

And more importantly, who would dare attack its leader?

But none of the mystical beasts dared to speak.

Because if they did, they would undoubtedly become elixirs themselves.

"Father, but... is an investigation alone sufficient?"

"It is the same as declaring war against me. Make sure they understand the consequences. And also..."

The other mystical beasts swallowed nervously.

Sending Bihee alone was not enough?

"Take Qiongqi with you."

The Four Fiends, Qiongqi.

Unlike Taotie, who had only recently earned its place among the Four Fiends, Qiongqi was considered the most monstrous of them all.

One of the Nine Offspring of the Dragon and the foremost of the Four Fiends, working together.

An unprecedented event.

"That one has quite the violent temperament, so you'll have to put up with some trouble."

Bihee immediately cupped his hands in salute.

He understood the command True Dragon had given him.

It was not simply to deal with those responsible.

It was an order to raze the Ten Thousand Great Mountains to the ground.

True Dragon wanted to ensure absolute certainty.

And by taking Qiongqi, he could also establish justification.

There were many other mystical beings living in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

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Among them, the Thousand-Year Fox was particularly likely to resist.

But Bihee could simply claim that he was trying to stop a rampaging Qiongqi.

If they staged a battle between themselves, it would only cause greater devastation in the end. But as long as they had plausible justification, no one would be able to openly argue against it.

They might even demand compensation for having to deal with Qiongqi's rampage instead.

"I accept the command!"

Bihee withdrew.

But True Dragon did not end the meeting immediately.

The mystical beasts found it strange.

The True Dragon they knew should have been indulging in pleasure by now, reveling with the surrounding humans.

And not just with any humans—ones whose figures would make a certain lizard recoil in horror and let out a "gegeek."

Faces as beautiful as goddesses, but bodies completely unlike those of women.

Rumors circulated that some of them were, in fact, men.

But dragons were inherently lustful beings, so none of the subordinates thought much of it.

After all, such indulgence was one way to restore the depleted energy in one's body.

True Dragon did have the urge to enjoy himself.

But now was not the time.

For too long, he had been an aloof and idle white dragon, facing no real opposition.

But his crimson eye gleamed with a menacing light.

It was time to act.

"...The Half-Blood. No, bring in the one who calls himself Namgung Yeon."