"I understand now!"
The Myriad Forms Immortal's eyes sparkled.
"Good!"
"Truly my son!"
The wife of Vishwakarman shook her head, delightedly said.
Shua!
The Myriad Forms Immortal slightly raised his head, involuntarily looking toward the forge of Vishwakarman.
Suddenly, he shook his body, and the head that was drinking to his left flew up from his neck, with Maya's Power surging out instantly, transforming into a gray long-tailed Garuda.
The Garuda, that is, a gray francolin!
The gray francolin flapped its wings, rising and falling, struggling to fly steadily while seemingly drunk.
"Oh no!"
"I can't keep steady!"
Cried the gray francolin.
Upon hearing this, the Myriad Forms Immortal furrowed his brows.
This fellow really is drunk!
"I'll do it!"
His right side's head, which had blazing eyes, also disappeared, transformed under the power of the Maya Illusion Power, into a gray short-tailed Garuda.
The gray short-tailed Garuda, that is, a gray sparrow.
"Chirp~"
