Aisha looked at them, a flash of pain in her eyes, but her voice was unusually calm: "I am in pain, but if I show him mercy just because he is my younger brother, it would be too unfair to everyone else."
The sound of fighting in the distance gradually subsided.
In the darkness, figures slowly emerged. They weren't wearing masks. There were six Mixed-blood Species in total, and Merlin was among them.
Each of them gave Sylvie a sense of danger.
At this moment, the battle in the room was coming to an end.
"So good!" Karl held Loyi, who was like a broken rag doll, her four hands hanging limply, her snake tail also powerless and drooping.
He held her from behind.
Each thrust made her chest tremble.
Karl could clearly feel the power belonging to the formless daughter continuously pouring into his body through the Dragon Whip.
And his own power was also constantly increasing.
The release range of "Time Stop Domain" went from 150 meters to 170 meters, 200 meters, 260 meters... finally, 300 meters.
At this moment.
Karl suddenly felt his whole body shiver, an unprecedented pleasure.
The power deep within his soul was continuously gushing out.
He had advanced.
Karl, his face full of excitement, was about to switch to a more comfortable position when his body suddenly began to change, gradually shrinking from his original three-meter-tall burly physique.
His limbs and torso were shrinking at a visible speed.
Until he became a Little Boy less than 1.4 meters tall.
"?" A question mark appeared above Karl's head. He had originally been holding Loyi from behind, but as his body rapidly shrank, he ended up hanging on Loyi's lower back.
Because the weapon was still inside Loyi's body, he didn't fall off immediately.
Chapter 27: Mythology
Loyi was exhausted from the continuous impacts just now. Suddenly, she felt a change behind her; the hand grasping her chest suddenly retracted.
She turned her head with difficulty, surprised to find Karl's body had shrunk by more than half.
From a three-meter-tall, muscular, fierce human form, he had turned into a handsome Little Boy who looked only 12 or 13 years old.
Originally, his two palms could easily cover her snake waist, but now his two hands had to tightly embrace her to keep from falling off.
The scene fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
Karl was equally bewildered, his small arms and legs tightly embracing Loyi. Fortunately, the Dragon Whip hadn't changed at all, remaining stuck inside Loyi's body, maintaining his balance.
After a brief moment of shock, Loyi's will to survive surged. She gritted her teeth and fiercely swung her tired snake tail.
She tried to shake Karl off her by swinging.
"Damn it, what's going on?!" Karl cursed inwardly. He could feel that power was still being absorbed, entering his body through the Dragon Whip.
If there were data, then "Experience +10, Experience +10..." would constantly float above his head.
Although his body had shrunk, his seventh-tier power had not weakened.
Instead, because he had advanced, his power had even increased slightly.
However, his physical strength did not increase from Tier 7 to Tier 8.
Instead, it was his original Tier 7 plus his current Tier 2, increasing his overall strength by about ten percent on the original basis.
Although his strength had increased, because his arms were too short, he could only tightly embrace Loyi's slender waist, his small hands desperately gripping her smooth, cool scales.
The other half was the soft and delicate skin of a mature woman, both mixed together.
"Get off." Loyi tried to pull away Karl's arms tightly embracing her slender waist. Despite using considerable force, she couldn't budge him.
little ka's strength was greater than hers.
Loyi's four pale arms bent backward again, but she still couldn't accurately grasp Karl.
She began to twist her body and swing her tail desperately again, attempting to shake Karl off.
The two rolled and intertwined on the ground.
However, Karl seemed to be glued to her. No matter how much she shook, he always held her tightly and wouldn't let go.
"Damn, it's a bit tight."
Karl gritted his teeth. His, which hadn't shrunk, was entirely inside Loyi's body. Her place was clearly completely different from a human's; she was clearly a mature woman.
Yet it was incredibly narrow, tightly constricting him.
As she rolled and swung.
Karl didn't even need to move, seeming to sway with her snake tail's movements.
As Loyi's movements became more intense, he only felt it was getting close.
"No... I can't give up! You can do it! Hang in there!"
Karl cheered himself on internally. He was still able to stay fixed on Loyi's buttocks, entirely thanks to the stabilizing force provided by the Dragon Whip.
If he shivered, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to absorb power would be lost.
"Ah! I won't lose!"
Karl's blood burned, and he pushed even harder with all his might, holding firm.
"Get off!" Loyi cried out in pain, shaking even harder.
The two were already in their final showdown.
Outside.
The shouts of battle gradually diminished, with only sporadic sounds of fighting, which were quickly extinguished.
More and more Mixed-blood Species surrounded them; Wind Chime City had fallen under the control of the Mixed-blood Species.
Aisha and the other six Mixed-blood Species stood silently in place, their gaze focused on the giant cocoon made of huge white ribbons.
Just now, the cocoon's wriggling had become noticeably more intense.
Clearly, the battle had reached its end and a victor was about to be decided.
Sylvie gripped her longsword tightly, her gaze sweeping over the six maskless Mixed-blood Species behind Aisha.
She could feel that each Mixed-blood Species exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
Sylvie turned to look at Chris beside her. She always made the right choices in crises, allowing them to escape danger time and again.
This time, however, Chris's face lacked its usual composure.
Her expression was complex and hard to read. She shook her head, then her gaze also locked onto the cocoon.
Surrounded by this group of Mixed-blood Species, they had no hope of escape.
Their only chance depended on Karl defeating his opponent.
Sylvie understood Chris's meaning. Her hands, gripping the longsword, fell limply. Her hope, surprisingly, had to rest on the enemy who had killed her parents.
Suddenly, the cocoon's wriggling became even more violent, and subtle cracks began to appear in some places.
Everyone's gaze instantly focused on it.
Aisha gazed at the cocoon, a confident smile on her face, and whispered, "It's over."
Among the six Mixed-blood Species behind her, several also showed confident smiles.
"Aisha, you're too confident." Chris suddenly spoke, staring directly at Aisha: "He is Karl!"
Hearing this, Aisha finally turned her head: "Oh? Is the Saintess also placing her hope on an Evil Dragon?"
She shook her head: "Loyi will win. She is a divine messenger favored by the gods."
The battle in the room was nearing its end.
Karl's body tumbled in the air, lifted again and again by the violent whipping of the snake tail, then mercilessly slammed to the ground.
His back was slammed into the ground, and the Dragon Whip penetrated further.
Each impact made the floor tremble, accompanied by a dull thud. He only felt that strange tightness, impacting again and again.
After an unknown number of impacts.
Karl, in this intense, tight squeezing sensation, finally could no longer endure.
At this moment, his eyes were clear, and he murmured, "Is this all there is?"
The next second, his whole body shivered.
Loyi was equally disheveled at this moment, her smooth long hair now covered in dust and sweat, clinging messily to her cheeks and neck.
She gasped for air, her chest heaving violently, her sexy body trembling.
She felt a strange sensation coming from inside her body, surprise in her eyes, wondering why, in this situation, he could still ejaculate.
Loyi swung her snake tail with all her might.
This time, Karl lost the Dragon Whip's grip, and his entire body was flung out.
In the air, his consciousness was incredibly clear, his eyes devoid of any worldly desires. A black parchment book appeared before him.
"Cthulhu Mythology"
the formless daughter, purification progress, 40%.
Skill: Formless.
The giant cocoon suddenly split open, breaking into countless white ribbons that scattered in the air. The ribbons gradually fragmented, finally turning into dust, leaving only a hazy white mist.
Loyi's figure, during the scattering of the white ribbons, returned to human form. The ribbons wrapped around her mature, graceful body, forming a long dress.
When she landed, however, she was physically exhausted, and her legs were weak, forcing her to kneel on one knee.
Karl also landed on his feet; he looked much more composed.
When everyone's gaze shifted from Loyi to him, their faces showed bewilderment.
A handsome Little Boy, wearing no clothes, with at least twenty centimeters protruding – this scene was overly explosive.
The scene instantly fell into an eerie silence.
Chapter 28: Evil God
Sylvie's gaze involuntarily drifted towards Karl.
His black messy hair and handsome face, in the shadows and firelight, appeared even more three-dimensional, mixed with a hint of the Evil Dragon's unique wickedness, creating a contradictory beauty.
"Gulp." Sylvie unconsciously swallowed, her gaze moving downwards. He clearly looked like a Little Boy, so why was it so big?
Is this what a dragon is like?
And he was displaying it so openly.
Chris glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze. It was indeed Karl; she was too familiar with this, her throat had taken its shape, she'd recognize it even if it were ash.
Aisha recovered from her brief astonishment. She stepped forward, shielding Loyi behind her.
"Be careful, Captain, it... it cannot be assimilated." Loyi struggled to stand steady, her legs trembling violently, desperately clenching her muscles. She had already realized that the final amount just now was definitely not that of a child.
"It's alright." Aisha gave Loyi a comforting look, then turned to Karl: "Leave the rest to us."
"Who exactly are you, or rather, what exactly are you?"
Her gaze fell on Karl's Dragon Whip, lingering for a moment, but showing no unusual expression.
The six Mixed-blood Species stood dispersed. They were not wearing masks, and their appearances varied: three males, one of whom was a two-meter-tall knight entirely covered in black armor.
An human knight sat on a nearby ruin, a cynical smile on his face.
Beside him stood a Half-Elf dressed in luxurious silk.
Two females, one with animal ears, a tall and handsome androgyne beauty.
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