The demons who were still alive saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
Under the illumination of billions of dazzling lights that could illuminate the entire Bloody Battle Demon Sector, a valiant Valkyrie slowly descended from the depths of the dazzling dome.
She was covered in a layer of flowing silver-white metal that outlined her breathtaking figure and solidified into the shape of dragon scales and flames.
Her captivating appearance and breathtaking figure could not arouse the slightest blasphemy in the hearts of the demons. It was because the depths of her eyes, which were so angry that they could tear apart the entire world, were blooming with pride that belonged not only to men but also to women but to all mankind.
Seeing that the liquid metal armor around her bloomed into various forms, including sharp claws and flexible wings that reflected colorful light, all the demons' minds went blank, and they all had the urge to worship her.
In the end, the silver-white liquid metal armor was burned red by her anger and turned into a crimson ocean because of her indomitable determination.
"The Crimson Empress …"
The elders from the Turin Clan all had the memories engraved in the deepest part of their genes activated. The scene in front of them seemed to overlap with the pride that had once bloomed thousands of years ago.
The elders of the Turin Clan burst into tears. "The new Empress has finally been born!"
"…"
Blackjack narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the girl who was surging with a powerful aura. Then, he suddenly laughed.
"Theresa, I knew that you were definitely not an ordinary girl who was willing to be mediocre. I didn't expect that you would be the one who got the inheritance of the Crimson Empress first."
Blackjack smiled and extended his hand to Theresa. "Now, you have become the most powerful woman in the world, and I am the most powerful man in the world. Our union will definitely create a new miracle."
"Bah!"
Theresa protected Princess Summer behind her and decisively ended Blackjack's' invitation 'with her spit. She scolded, "Scum, scum, beast, and pig trotter like you are not the most powerful man in the world. You are not even qualified to be a real man!"
"What?"
Black Jack was amused. Looking at his hundreds of 'harems' around, he said, "These lovely girls don't think so. Very soon, the entire Bloody Battle Realm and the entire Emerald Continent will tremble before me. Everybody will kneel before my feet and worship me without the slightest disobedience. I can even break out of this wretched little world and conquer billions of stars. Isn't that what a 'real man' is?"
"If this is your definition of a 'real man', Blackjack, I can only say that you are very, very wrong!"
Theresa raised her eyebrows and gnashed her teeth. "Blackjack, in order to realize your ambitions, you did not hesitate to deceive and exploit the purest feelings of so many girls. You got them through sordid and shameless methods, and you even drained their flesh and blood to pave your path to the sea of stars. What kind of man are you, a shameless man who only knows how to hide behind women? Even if you do force billions of people to tremble and surrender at your feet, even if you can swallow all the stars in the universe and become the dominator of the universe, you will still be nothing but a gutless bandit and a gutless coward!
"Let me tell you, Blackjack. A real man has nothing to do with strength, status, power, or money. A real man is a belief. It is the determination to fight to the end even if it means giving up the most precious things to carry out his belief!
"Now, let me, Theresa Han, teach you how to be a real man!"
Theresa let out an earth-shattering roar.
Countless sharp silver needles protruded out of the surface of the liquid metal armor like a hedgehog.
Her aura was surging like a burning torch. Ripples were spreading out in circles. Even the devilized people far away could feel the blood-boiling fighting will.
Even Blackjack was shocked by her astonishing aura and was in a trance for a moment.
A black fog of confusion surged in the depths of his eyes, as if there was a ripple of unwillingness flickering in them.
But he soon came back to himself. Also, because he was in a trance just now, he was even more infuriated.
Hiu! Hiu hiu hiu hiu!
Hundreds of tentacles shot toward Theresa from all directions.
"Ah!"
Although the devilized people could sense Theresa's shocking aura, they did not know how strong she really was. After all, even the God of War in their hearts, Great Monarch Kuba, who had dominated the Bloody Battle Demon World for decades, had just fallen to Blackjack's tentacles and claws!
Would Theresa be able to hold on?
She had to hold on!
The devilized people had unknowingly accepted Theresa's existence and regarded her as the new Crimson Empress. They stood firmly by her side.
"Compared to that hideous tentacle monster, a cute empress like Theresa is more suitable to rule the Bloody Battle Demon World, right?"
The devilized people all thought this.
Although Blackjack's appearance was far from 'hideous' if they ignored the tentacles, Theresa was indeed very cute.
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Theresa did not move at all. She waited for the hundreds of tentacles to stab her like javelins. When they were less than three meters away from her, her body shone brightly. Hundreds of flying blades as thin as cicada's wings condensed in the liquid metal armor. As if they had a life of their own, they could automatically lock onto their target and cut off all the tentacles.
Zzzt! Zzzt zzzt zzzt zzzt!
A large amount of black and gold mucus gushed out of the severed tentacles. Blackjack's face twisted in pain.
Theresa took the opportunity to sprint, shooting towards Blackjack like a flash of lightning.
Blackjack growled and waved his hand, mobilizing hundreds of tentacles to attack Theresa again.
Theresa, however, curled up her body, and with the help of the liquid metal armor, she turned into a spinning metal ball full of spikes. She swept away all of Blackjack's tentacles as she spun at a high speed and reached three feet in front of Blackjack. The powerful fighting will enveloped all of Blackjack's vital parts.
"Bang!"
Theresa, who seemed elegant and holy, used a move that was neither elegant nor holy.
She was like a ferocious tigress. With a vicious knee strike, she directly hit the position three inches below Black Jack's navel.
The liquid metal armor's knee guard formed a collision horn at the perfect moment.
Theresa pushed the entire collision horn three inches below Blackjack's navel.
Blackjack let out a sweet and moving scream like a soprano. He clutched his stomach and fell back.
"Now, do you know what kind of painful test you have to go through to become a real man?"
Theresa said coldly.
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