[Milord, are you insane!]
[I agree! Maestro, you are tempting fate moreso than usual.]
[I know you aren't our pupil, but I still feel the need to actively scold you!]
[Agreed!]
To say that the kaijin were not pleased with Zhen Liu's plan was an understatent.
They had already lost track of their lord because of teleportation going incredibly wrong, leading to their connection being almost severed, and that was on the sa material plane.
None of the kaijin wanted to go through that kind of pain again, especially if interdinsional travel was involved. Especially when that other dinsion just so happened to be that sa roiling mass of insanity that every single kaijin since the dawn of ti called their point of origin.
However, just because they owed this abyssal hellscape their lives didn't an they wanted to be anywhere near it.
None of the Kaijin had wanted to lose everything that they used to identify themselves.
Regardless of these earnest pleas of warning, though, Zhen Liu still committed to follow through with his rather risky plan.
It was the only one that he and the curators could co up with in the mont, after all.
'Alright. I may have been the one to suggest knocking these knock-offs into the abyssal void, but I am open to other ideas on how to deal with them,' Zhen Liu asked the curators as he began to tear off individual squares from his scarf and empower them with [Chaos] and aether.
Under this infusion of power, the squares began to fold onto themselves and ford into various animals known having strong charges and even harder heads.
Zhen Liu needed brute force in this mont, not finesse and speed.
'I am dead serious here, any other suggestions would be greatly appreciated right about now.'
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