After Sui Xiong asked questions in the dragon language, the chaos, which was so deep that even he couldn't help but feel terrified, finally reacted.
It was like a machine which had been out of commission for a long time, and it was just beginning to resume work, slowly vibrating.
Or, it was squirming.
The rhythm of its squirm was very strange. It had a sense of incompatibility that couldn't be described, but it also made people feel that it was reasonable. It seemed that it was supposed to act like this, or any actions that were different from it were wrong at this time. Only the way it acted was correct.
Seeing it squirming, even Sui Xiong couldn't help but learn to squirm like it for a bit.
Of course, Sui Xiong was not exactly like that strange chaos, and so, he couldn't squirm like it. It made him feel defeated deeply and unwillingly, and he could not help but want to change his own form into the appearance of this strange chaos in front of him.
