While talking, Theresa pulled Princess Summer behind her. Then, she faced Black Jack and burst into laughter.
"Hurry up!"
Theresa laughed so hard that tears were falling out of her eyes. She prayed in her heart, Black Jack, ask me why I'm laughing. Don't come at me without telling me anything. If you do, we'll really be screwed!
Faced with Theresa's weird and presumptuous laughter, Black Jack hesitated as expected.
Frowning hard, he looked at Theresa, who was full of flaws as if she could be stabbed to death with her tentacles, and asked solemnly, "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at the fact that you are a wretch."
Theresa looked at Blackjack up and down with a look of disdain and pity. She clicked her tongue and shook her head. "I just figured it out. It turns out that you are the most pitiful one among us. From the beginning to the end, you have never tasted the feeling of being a real man, not even for a second. You are a pitiful worm. You were, you are, and you will be — and always will be."
"I'm pitiful?"
Black Jack was amused. He opened his tentacles that looked like the arms of demons and unleashed surging flames of war. He declared arrogantly, "I have the invincible strength in the world. Even Emperor Kuba, the so-called ultimate expert of the Bloody Battle Demons, has been trampled under my feet. Even you, who have the heritage of the Crimson Queen, are no match for me.
"Very soon, I will unite the Bloody Battle Demons and bring glory to the world. Eventually, I will unite the entire Emerald Universe. By then, everybody will tremble in fear under my roars. Every word I say may cause thousands of heads to fall to the ground, and a storm of blood will be raised. Am I pitiful?
"It is needless to say that so many charming women have surrendered to me and even offered their lives and souls to me. I am almost a man among men. Am I pitiful? Hahahaha. This is the greatest joke in the world! "
"You said the same thing to Sister Summer just now, but we didn't realize a problem just now," Theresa said.
Theresa said. "Even if you can really conquer the Emerald Universe, even if you are really invincible, even if you can really attract half of the female mammals on the Emerald Continent, who is this' you '? Is it Blackjack or the Devourer?
"Now that I think about it, all of this is due to the Devouring Beast's efforts, and all of this is because of the Devouring Beast's goal. It has nothing to do with you, Brother Blackjack, right? At the end of the day, you're just a puppet that the Devouring Beast casually chose. Or rather, you were lucky enough to meet the Devouring Beast by chance. Even if it wasn't you, any random cat or dog with the help of the Devouring Beast would be able to do all this, right? "
The burning flames around Black Jack dimmed as if they had encountered a scoop of ice water.
He looked as if he had been whipped by Theresa's words. His mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, and his face was hideous.
His mouth opened and closed, like a fish that had rushed to the beach and was struggling before death. He could not utter a single word of rebuttal for a long time.
"The Devouring Beast is the one who has the power. The one who conquered the ignorant girls with superpowers is also the Devouring Beast. The one who crossed the timeline and came here with the ambition of 'rebuilding the Devouring Empire' is also the Devouring Beast. The one who defeated Emperor Kuba, the one who beat me up so miserably, and the one who received the praise, awe, and fear of thousands of devils … is also the Devouring Beast. What about you, Black Jack?
What are you, Black Jack? "Theresa continued to dissect Black Jack's mind with the sharpest words." 'Lord Devourer'. What a mysterious and domineering name. Let me think. Even if you kill me now and realize the Devouring Beast's ambition step by step, you will really rebuild the Devouring Empire on the basis of the Emerald Universe and even expand the Devouring Empire to the entire universe step by step, creating a completely different history.
"So what?
"Will the name 'Black Jack' be left in the annals of this new history? No, it won't. It won't. It won't. The only name that will be left in history will be 'Lord Devourer'. The one who will be praised, cursed, loved, hated, supported, and opposed will always be the Lord Devourer. As for 'Black Jack'? Who will remember you? Who will care? Who will love you or hate you? You are just a pitiful worm, a host that the Lord Devourer once used when he was weak. You will forever be … a nameless rat. "
"Shut up! Stop talking! Shut up!"
Black Jack's face was completely twisted. His tentacles were struggling like earthworms exposed to the sun. They were even releasing black smoke with sizzling sounds.
There seemed to be a power inside his body that was trying to control the tentacles to attack Theresa, but another power stopped it by force. He could only counterattack weakly with words. "Are you saying that I only got everything because of the Devouring Beast's power? What about you? Didn't you also rely on the legacy of the Crimson Queen to stand before me? What right do you have to be the pot calling the kettle black? "
"You're wrong. Even if I didn't have the legacy of the Crimson Queen, I would still dare to stand before you openly and fight for that one in a billion chance."
Theresa raised her head and puffed out her chest muscles. Her face was glowing as she said resolutely, "Even if I didn't have the legacy of the Crimson Queen, I would still be Theresa. I would still be proud and brave. I would still be able to hold my saber tightly and fight side by side with my sisters. I would fight you, fate, and this universe to the end!
"But what about you?
"Black Jack, once the Devouring Beast is gone, what is the real you left?
"Ask yourself, Black Jack, if you didn't have the Devouring Beast, would you have the courage to fight Great Monarch Kuba to the end? Would you have the confidence and ability to attract so many girls? Would you dare to dream of conquering the world and controlling fate? Would you be considered a real man? "
"I …"
Black Jack was sweating profusely. It was unknown whether it was because of anger or shame, but he was trembling.
"You don't need to answer that question," Theresa said. "Even if you can pretend to be a man and lie to me, you will never be able to lie to yourself.
"I've seen a lot of men like you … Fine, not a lot, but I did see one before. Therefore, I know the mentality of men like you very well.
"For people like you, the more you talk about 'real men' or 'men among men', the more it means that you don't have confidence in yourself and don't understand the true meaning of the word 'man'.
"The more you attract girls and even establish an enormous harem, the more unconfident you are and the more you cannot find your own path. You have to prove yourself time and time again in such a way, only to doubt yourself again and again.
"The more aggressive you are on the surface, the more cowardly you are in fact. You claim that you will conquer this world and that world and become the Master Devourer or the Cannon King of Space, but in fact, you have never really seen through fate and grabbed it by the throat. You are simply going with the flow in ignorance under the control of fate.
"Black Jack, open your eyes and take a look. Is this really the fate you want? Even if it's really what you want, do you really want to use this kind of method, the method of the Devourer's puppet to obtain all of this instead of using the method of a real man to boil your blood, burn your life, and use an open and aboveboard battle to obtain all of this? "
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