The draconian resembled a dragon, but with a basic bodily structure not much different from that of humans. As a result, Seon-Hyeok was able to adapt to the sudden changes in his body.

But that was only the case up until now.

He had no idea how to handle the new arms that emerged from under his own. No, rather, he could not even comprehend that they were his.

But if they were not, they could not possibly be stuck under his armpits like this.

What the hell is going on?

Nudar answered the question in his head.

‘I will become your hands and destroy your enemies!’

Nudar’s words were not just a metaphor - her intent became the pair of arms sprouting from his armpits.

“That’s not how that works…”

Seon-Hyeok quietly complained at Nudar’s absurd expression, but the newly sprouting arms did not disappear.

‘Don’t worry about this and do what you have always done!’

“How can I not pay attention!”

After shouting out in response to Nudar’s ridiculous request, Seon-Hyeok noticed a demon approach to the point where he could sense its disgusting breath and stabbed out with his spear.

Contrary to his protests, it was a clean attack as though he had forgotten about the pair of bizarre arms...