"Flood? Devouring Empire? "
Theresa's face was full of shock and anxiety.
She had to find a way to escape and tell this shocking information to everyone in the Emerald Continent and the Pangu Universe.
However, Great Monarch Kuba let out an arrogant laugh. Coupled with his exceptionally feminine face, there was a strange sense of disharmony.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a deafening explosion rang out. The place where Black Jack was was was immediately covered in flames and smoke.
It was the second batch of reinforcements from the Prison Exterminator Race. They had teleported directly from the Thousand Gate Mountain to the crimson palace with a small Prison Exterminator Cannon.
"My king!"
The loyal Prison Exterminator Race demons swarmed toward him.
"Idiots."
Great Monarch Kuba did not even look at them. Instead, he spat disdainfully in the direction where Black Jack was supposed to be torn apart. "I don't care if you're a Flood or a Devouring Empire. My race will never yield!"
"Is that so?
A ghostly voice suddenly appeared behind Great Monarch Kuba. As the thousands of tentacles wriggled, Black Jack once again revealed his tall, handsome, manly figure and face.
It was a pity that the more handsome his face was, the more terrifying the impression he gave others.
"Then … that's a pity," Black Jack said faintly.
Then, he snapped his fingers.
In an instant, the girls who were controlled by his tentacles and were about to be sucked dry like puppets all moved.
They looked like withered skeletons, but their speed and strength were much faster and stronger than the demons of the Abyss. They moved stiffly and strangely, manipulated the rusty weapons, and danced a dance of death.
The Prison Exterminator Race demons were shocked. When they tried to resist Black Jack's harem, they were entangled and stabbed by the tentacles. The demons among them became Black Jack's captives and were transformed into the equally terrifying "skeleton soldiers" in an instant.
Their faces were full of piety and happiness, as if using their lives to pave the path of Black Jack's ambition was the true meaning of existence.
After receiving their sacrifices, Black Jack's aura grew stronger and stronger. It was as if a burning tornado was hidden inside his expanding body.
"…"
Great Monarch Kuba took a deep breath. His armor creaked as well. Unable to withstand the rolling of the violent power between his muscles and bones, it exploded from the inside out.
Just as Theresa had guessed, his' transformation 'was not complete. Although a few exquisite curves could be seen on the body hidden under the armor, they were soon covered by the crazily expanding muscles.
Instead of saying that he had become a woman, it would be more accurate to say that he had become a female primordial beast.
"Ao ao ao ao ao ao!"
Great Monarch Kuba let out a furious roar.
An overwhelming wave of air filled the entire crimson palace.
With every step he took, he set off an earth-shattering aura that sent the surrounding Demonkin and Blackjack's harem flying.
"Slurp slurp, slurp slurp."
Black Jack's tentacles also expanded several times in an instant, like a grotesque deep-sea squid. Its tentacles danced, tearing the air apart, and ripples visible to the naked eye spread out rapidly.
"Boom! Boom! "
The two powerhouses were like two monsters, fiercely colliding with each other.
Theresa covered her head and fled like a rat. She could not have been more embarrassed.
The full firepower of the two monster-level experts was not something that she could resist at all. Her internal injuries had already been caused by the devastating airwaves, and she had to defend herself against the tentacles that were stabbing her forehead like vipers.
If she were captured by Blackjack and ended up as his' woman ', it would be the most disgusting thing that Theresa could think of in her life.
"What do I do?
"I can't die. At least, I can't die here. I have to bring the intelligence back. The Flood hasn't been resolved yet, and an even more brutal one has come!
"Think about it. Think about it now. If Grandpa Yao were here, what kind of sordid, shameless, insane, and inhumane methods would he have used to escape from this place?
"Surrender. Surrender to one of the two monsters and fight the other one. Then, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will take advantage of the situation?
"But the two monsters are killing each other so quickly as if they are having a great battle. It's impossible that they will accept my surrender!"
Theresa was completely out of ideas.
Out of the blue, a strong wind blew at her from behind.
She rolled on the ground and grabbed her saber naturally. She turned around and raised it, trying to cut open the enemy's stomach.
However, when she saw who the attacker was, the tip of her saber was in a panic and brushed past the enemy's cheek. The bone was not broken, and only a crimson wound was left.
"Sister Summer!"
Yes, it was Princess Summer.
She had also been tied up by Blackjack's tentacles and lost herself. There was numb happiness on her face, and her eyes were hollow. She had turned into a soulless puppet.
However, when Theresa exclaimed her name, a weak ripple appeared in the depths of her empty eyes like lightning and stubbornly struggled.
She was obviously hesitating.
Her real will and the orders delivered by the tentacles were having a hard competition. It was like her flesh and bones were in conflict. Her flesh wanted to go east, but her bones wanted to go west.
Cracking noises were echoing inside her body. There was a hint of real pain in the numb happiness on her face.
Seeing her like this, Theresa's heart was broken and she couldn't restrain her anger.
"Sister Summer, let me help you!"
She raised her saber high without hesitation. She did not care whether Blackjack would notice it or not. She changed the angle and drew a perfect arc.
When the blade fell, innumerable runes appeared in the surroundings and surged into the blade, turning the ordinary-looking saber into a sparkling and translucent divine artifact.
This slash contained all of Theresa's magic power, as well as all of her anger and heartache. Even if a Primordial God descended, it would be cut in half by her saber.
Swoosh!
Blackjack's tentacles were cut off cleanly by Theresa. A large amount of pale golden liquid gushed out of the cut. It jumped violently like a viper that was struck by lightning.
Blackjack noticed Theresa's presence and looked at her in surprise. He didn't seem to understand why Theresa wasn't bewitched by him all the way and persisted until now.
Theresa responded to Blackjack with a gesture that did not exist on the Emerald Continent — two straight middle fingers.
Blackjack narrowed his eyes. Although he did not understand what Theresa meant, he understood her unyielding will.
He snorted coldly and was about to control more tentacles to wriggle toward Theresa when Great Monarch Kuba, who was covered in blood, let out an even more violent roar. Countless bone spikes grew out of his body and pounced toward him, pushing him to the ground in an instant.
The two monsters were entangled again.
Princess Summer, who had lost control, fell backward weakly.
Theresa hurried forward and hugged her in her arms. She peeled off all the broken tentacles and comforted her frozen body with her own burning temperature.
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