Karl's gaze shifted to the female Centaur standing silently beside him.
Her figure was graceful, her lines fluid; despite her blank face, that peculiar sense of elegance and healthy musculature exuded a unique charm.
Most importantly, she had F-cups.
He happened to know how to break this immortal body.
His gaze involuntarily fell on her lower white horse body, its pristine white fur shimmering alluringly in the sunlight.
A perky, muscular rump.
At the same time, an impulse and intuition from the depths of his soul drove him.
This feeling grew stronger and stronger; he knew he would definitely gain something very important from this Formless Centaur.
He reached out, wanting to touch the pure white horse body.
Throughout the entire process, the female Centaur remained motionless.
The male Centaur seemed to sense a threat, brandishing its Dragon Whip, and charged at Karl fiercely.
Seeing the male Centaur's swift charge, Karl didn't hesitate; his figure flickered, and he circled behind the female Centaur at a speed faster than the male Centaur.
He tightly embraced her massive horse leg with both hands, then launched a full-power strike.
This strike was a full-power blow from his seventh-tier strength.
The previously still female Centaur stumbled, her body twitching; without a face, she couldn't make a sound, otherwise, it would have been a scream.
She began to struggle violently, trying to break free from Karl's grasp.
The moment she moved, the male Centaur seemed to have been put on Time Stop, suddenly halting its charge and standing motionless.
"Indeed!" Karl thought to himself, his conjecture confirmed.
His hands, like iron clamps, tightly gripped the female Centaur's horse leg, continuously launching attacks.
Each attack was precise and powerful, as if each one aimed to utterly destroy her.
The female Centaur's body seemed extremely awkward under Karl's assault.
She twisted her body constantly, trying to break free from his restraint by changing angles.
However, her strength was clearly not as great as Karl's, and her range of movement was limited, preventing her from reaching Karl behind her.
She could only twist her body in vain during each attack, hoping to break free.
"You're nothing but a mere evil god!" Karl roared, and with his roar, his attack frequency visibly intensified, each blow filled with power.
Sweat began to drip from Karl's forehead; this was much more strenuous than attacking Chris.
The female Centaur seemed to realize she couldn't break free from Karl's restraint; her body suddenly stopped struggling.
Instantly, the male Centaur immediately charged at Karl, attempting to rescue her.
Karl tightly held the female Centaur's horse leg, and with a sudden turn of his body, he placed her between himself and the male Centaur.
The male Centaur attempted several charges, all in vain, and its body stopped once again.
The female Centaur began to struggle again, her body twisting and jumping, trying to shake off Karl's control.
However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake off Karl's iron-clamp-like hands.
As time passed, the female Centaur's resistance gradually weakened, and her upper body slumped weakly to the ground.
Karl still held her horse leg tightly, trying to keep her lower body standing.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but Karl felt as if his strength had been completely drained.
He let out a long breath, his body softened, and he sank weakly to the ground, looking at the graceful F-Centaur in front of him: "As expected of an evil god..."
The male Centaur beside them suddenly began to change.
Its body gradually disintegrated, turning into countless tiny threads that dispersed in the air, finally becoming dust and vanishing into thin air.
The female Centaur in his arms also began to change.
Her upper body gradually disappeared, revealing a beautiful Unicorn, its body as white as snow, gently struggling, trying to stand up.
Her legs gave way, and she sat back into Karl's arms, her dark eyes looking at Karl, and then she suddenly spoke, her voice clear: "Who... are you?"
Chapter 14: New Ability
Karl held the beautiful Unicorn's hind leg tightly, the two still connected, their beautiful eyes meeting.
He was bewildered; Unicorns were beasts, how could it speak, and why could it move when it was clearly in a state of Time Stop?
The Unicorn's eyes were equally confused, and in his arms, it gradually changed, its body shrinking, becoming increasingly petite.
Karl watched in astonishment as the Unicorn in his arms gradually transformed into a petite, pointy-eared girl, less than 1.5 meters tall, with a pretty face, skin as fair as jade, and delicate, pointed ears trembling slightly.
As she transformed, her expression gradually froze, and finally, time was fixed.
"What the hell is this?"
Karl felt the soft, delicate touch on his palms; they had just finished, and the girl, less than 1.5 meters tall, in his arms, who stood three meters tall, looked like a beautiful, undeveloped child.
Especially her protruding abdomen, which created a particularly grotesque visual effect.
Karl was still hesitating whether to go for another round when a strange power from the little girl's body was absorbed by his Dragon Whip.
Under the influence of this strange power.
Karl subconsciously reached out his hand, and in his palm, a black, ancient parchment book slowly materialized, "cthulhu mythos" Adult Edition.
The book was surrounded by a faint black aura, exuding an ominous presence.
Karl gripped the book tightly, and the related knowledge, in a very mysterious way, directly integrated into his soul.
During this process, Karl felt as if he was in a wondrous world.
He saw female hounds that could travel through time.
Their chosen prey would be violated across time, starting from childhood until the prey lay on their deathbed in old age, never spared.
There were countless tiny female figures hiding in the shadows, who would drain their prey dry while they slept, until the prey's nutrients were completely exhausted.
There were also giant humanoid goats wearing black stockings, who would toy with their prey between their toes.
Karl felt the fear of these strange creatures, and under the infusion of this knowledge, he gradually began to understand everything.
What he had to do was to use the Dragon Whip to find the mother body of each monster and absorb it.
To retrieve it back into this "cthulhu mythos" Adult Edition.
And he, too, would gain corresponding powers.
The "cthulhu mythos" Adult Edition in Karl's hand opened to the first page.
"the formless daughter"
Description: Mysterious and incredible creatures, whose essence and origin are still shrouded in mist. These creatures are silk-like, possessing parasitic abilities, choosing intelligent beings as hosts, coexisting with them, and gradually fusing.
Once successfully parasitic, the host's physical potential Will be developed to an unprecedented extent; whether it is strength, speed, or sensory ability, there Will be a qualitative leap.
This fusion is not without cost; while physical abilities are enhanced, the host's desires Will also be infinitely amplified, often leading to extreme behavior, even going to extremes.
Collection Ability: Formless. (Incomplete, ability evolves after collecting the mother body.)
Karl closed the myth, and the next second, countless ribbons wrapped around his upper body, transforming into a half-body armor, then a magnificent mage's robe, and finally disappearing.
"A very convenient ability."
Karl concluded that the "Formless" ability could transform into a self-repairing armor on his body, though its defensive power still needed verification.
However, this was only the incomplete ability granted to him by the formless daughter.
He pulled the pretty girl from his arms with both hands; after his movement, the little girl was like an opened floodgate, viscous liquid continuously flowing down her slender legs.
What had penetrated the Unicorn not long ago was all inside her abdomen.
Unicorns are magical beasts; it's absolutely impossible for them to turn into young girls.
Karl still wanted to try the little girl's taste, but after several attempts, he failed due to the too-large size difference; once he came out, he couldn't get back in.
Of course, he could force it.
But it would cause tearing.
Karl was not a demon, so he decided to wait for next time.
He took off his clothes and covered the little girl's delicate body.
Time Stop, ended.
Sylvie's eyes were fixed on Karl's tall back, her heart conflicted.
Karl was her father's killer, but at this moment, her and Will's and Chris's lives were in his hands.
Suddenly, Sylvie's vision blurred; Karl in front of her was steadily holding a small girl, and the terrifying Centaur monster had vanished without a trace.
"Wh-what's going on?" Sylvie blurted out, her expression astonished.
"It's over." Karl held the girl: "She is that monster."
"It's over?" Sylvie was dumbfounded; she knew Karl was strong, but the power he displayed now completely exceeded her comprehension.
Will leaned against the big tree, the wound on his back still throbbing faintly, even after being treated; compared to the physical pain, the psychological trauma was the most severe.
Will's gaze at Karl was already filled with the despair of recognizing reality.
Chris stood aside, silent, her eyes equally complex.
She probably knew what had happened; Karl's intervention this time instantly resolved a monster they couldn't possibly defeat, further confirming her suspicions, followed by a deep sense of powerlessness.
Their gazes quickly turned to the little girl in Karl's arms.
Sylvie frowned, scrutinizing her, "A Mixed-blood Species Half-Elf? Was that monster her?"
She had countless questions she wanted to ask Karl.
About this little girl, and what exactly that monster was, but seeing Karl's deep eyes, she didn't dare to speak, remaining silent, only able to wait for him to speak first.
"Let me treat her." Chris's voice broke the silent atmosphere; she slowly walked forward and gently took the unconscious little girl from Karl's hands.
She carefully lifted the little girl's clothes, directly seeing below her abdomen.
Her gaze lingered for a moment on the delicate but wounded area.
Then she gave Karl a complicated glance.
Her eyes were like she was looking at a pervert, not even sparing such a small girl.
Karl was speechless; he hadn't laid a hand on the little girl; he wasn't a pervert; it was clearly a tear wound left when he used the Dragon Whip on the Unicorn.
A gentle light began to emanate from Chris's hands, and her palm gently pressed against the little girl's wound.
Her expression was sacred, compassionate, and gentle.
Just then, a faint groan came from the ground.
It was the Adventurer who had been thrown to the ground by the male Centaur earlier.
He struggled to sit up, looking at Chris with a pale face, his voice trembling: "Can you treat me?"
Chris didn't hesitate; she raised her hand, and a ray of healing light floated towards the Adventurer.
"What exactly happened?" Sylvie immediately asked.
Upon hearing this, the Adventurer's body trembled, as if recalling something terrifying; he clasped his head: "They're all mad, completely mad! The Mixed-blood Species in Wind Chime City suddenly started killing people on sight; they all suddenly became as strong as monsters!"
Chapter 15: Peeking
"What! Mixed-blood Species riot in Wind Chime City?! How could Mixed-blood Species possibly have the strength to riot?" Will's voice was anxious; he suddenly stood up, stepped in front of the Adventurer, and grabbed his collar:
"My sister's Royal Rose Knights Templar is stationed outside the city; how could they allow such a riot to happen? How is she?!"
The Adventurer was startled by Will's sudden action; he quickly explained: "I... I don't know! When the riot happened, my teammates and I escaped in the chaos."
Sylvie quickly walked forward and gently held Will's wrist: "Calm down, Will. Commander Aisha is a fifth-tier Paladin, and she has the Royal Rose Knights Templar with her. Having experienced battles with us all the way here, it's impossible for her to easily encounter danger."
"But..." Will, however, looked at Sylvie, his emotions calming down a bit.