Want To Fight Me, Little Spirit Automaton?

There was even a bit of terror within the automaton's voice....

Meanwhile, Bai Xiaochun's eyes went wide, and he shivered.

"Dammit, I got too excited and wasn't paying attention to the time. The spirit automaton is awake! He merged into that big tree last time... if he merges into this lizard, I'm dead!!" Even as he gasped in shock, he could sense the spirit automaton's divine sense rumbling toward him like ocean water.

There was no time for planning or consideration. Although he had already chopped the lizard's corpse up limb from limb, he shouted at the top of his lungs, grabbed the Greatsword of the North, and vigorously began trying to chop it up into smaller pieces.

As the spirit automaton's divine sense closed in, booms rang out as Bai Xiaochun turned the seven or eight pieces into something more like thirteen or fourteen....

"No!!" the spirit automaton cried anxiously, but he wasn't quick enough.