It was as if he had finally reached his limit.
"Pfft!"
An unprecedented spray shot out, forming countless white spikes that instantly erupted within the formless daughter's body, piercing outwards from her.
Immediately, her body was riddled with countless wounds, from the inside out.
White spikes darted erratically within her body.
the formless daughter's body rapidly writhed, quickly absorbing and integrating this power.
The ribbons she controlled also instantly slackened.
Karl keenly seized this fleeting opportunity; he suddenly struggled free.
He tore off all the ribbons tightly wrapped around him, then fell heavily to the ground.
After this burst, the formless daughter's purification level was 0%.
"the formless daughter!" Karl looked at the constantly writhing, sensually mature body before him, her power rapidly being assimilated. He was completely ignited:
"I will 'fight' all your symbiotes! Whether human! Elf! Orc! Humanoid, or half-humanoid creatures! And finally, you, this Evil God! I will absolutely 'fight' you to death!"
"Time Stop ends!"
Chapter 30: Disguise
the formless daughter floated in mid-air, her transparent body graceful and sensual, especially her F-cup chest, which was translucent.
Her head was like layers of silk stacked together, similar to a jellyfish's head, with faintly glowing ribbons hanging down. These ribbons swayed gently in the air, like deep-sea tentacles, mysterious yet possessing a unique allure.
Inside her abdomen, large quantities of milky-white floating substances drifted.
Karl watched in alarm.
How many times had he been sucked dry while he was dazed just now?
He could clearly feel himself being gazed upon by those Formless eyes, as if his soul had been branded.
Karl thrust his Dragon Whip in response.
Once he absorbed enough power, he would engage in close combat with the formless daughter and truly purify this Evil God.
Karl quickly bent down, picked up Misin's severed head from the ground, and held it in his hand.
Time Stop ended, and everything around them began to flow again.
the formless daughter vanished the instant his Time Stop ended.
The moment Time Stop ended.
"Ugh!" Loyi's face suddenly changed, and she clutched her abdomen in pain, as a large amount of milky-white liquid sprayed from her mouth and nose.
It was as if her body was filled with milky-white liquid, and it was now uncontrollably gushing out.
"Loyi?" Aisha heard the abnormality behind her and abruptly turned around.
Loyi clutched her abdomen, milky-white liquid continuously overflowing.
She vomited large mouthfuls, and liquid even sprayed from her eyes. The foul-smelling liquid mixed with her tears, creating an extremely bizarre sight.
In an instant, the air was filled with a foul stench.
"Misin?!" Merlin also let out a shriek.
Everyone's gaze immediately shifted to Misin, who had been standing in front of Karl.
Misin's head was gone, blood splattered from the severed neck, and his body swayed a few times before falling heavily to the ground with a "thud."
At this moment, the battlefield was frozen, the air filled with a nauseating mixture of blood and foul odor, eerily disgusting.
Karl held Misin's head in one hand, his legs feeling weak.
Judging by the amount Loyi had vomited, he estimated that he had been drained by the formless daughter at least ten times.
But at this moment, he had to maintain a poker face, his gaze calmly sweeping over everyone's faces.
"When did you get the delusion that you could fight me?"
Everyone was momentarily intimidated by his aura, and silence fell over the scene.
Aisha's gaze shifted between Loyi and Karl.
The other five Mixed-blood Species no longer showed their previous arrogance and ease; their expressions had now become solemn.
Sylvie's eyes widened, looking at Karl in disbelief, her gaze moving between his tender cheeks and his enormous Dragon Whip.
Chris, however, quickly regained her composure after a brief moment of surprise; she wasn't surprised by Karl's performance.
Karl instantly took control of the situation. He casually threw Misin's head to the ground with a dull thud.
"Next time," Karl turned to leave, "show me something interesting."
Sylvie watched Karl walk away without hesitation, his Dragon Whip swaying, and was momentarily stunned.
Chris was calmer; she quickly shot Sylvie a look, then turned and followed Karl.
Sylvie came to her senses, put away her weapon, and followed.
The five Mixed-blood Species also watched Karl's retreating figure. The tall, androgynous beauty with beast ears gripped the hilt of the sword at her waist.
"Hera," Aisha called out to her, shaking her head gently.
Hera, hearing this, was highly obedient and immediately released her tight grip on the sword hilt.
They stood there silently, watching Karl and his two companions gradually disappear into the darkness.
"Captain, do you need me to track him?" Hera broke the silence, looking at Aisha with a serious expression, "I can feel he's very weak."
Aisha, however, shook her head again: "No need."
She reached out to help Loyi up: "He and our goal currently have no direct conflict. Killing him now is too risky, and I don't want any more of you to be sacrificed. To deal with him, we still need to become more familiar with the power within our bodies. We need time now."
The sounds of fighting around them had also completely quieted down.
The entire Wind Chime City was now completely under the control of the Mixed-blood Species.
Aisha looked around, at the spot where Karl had disappeared: "We will soon gain more companions. The era of us is coming."
In the night, in the forest, a bonfire burned.
Three figures sat around the bonfire, the atmosphere eerily quiet.
Sylvie, having escaped the recent life-and-death crisis, felt some of her tension ease.
Her gaze occasionally darted towards Karl, a handsome Little Boy who looked only a little over ten years old. Although he still carried some of the unique evil aura of a black dragon.
But his childish face made it difficult to associate him with an Evil Dragon.
Her gaze moved downwards, seeing the Dragon Whip.
This size, growing on this Little Boy, was quite outrageous, constantly reminding her that the Little Boy's appearance was just a disguise.
And he still wasn't wearing clothes, just swaying like that.
Sylvie also had no standing to remind him.
Karl was also preoccupied now. the formless daughter's power had reset to zero, preventing him from using the Formless skill.
However, this problem was easily solved: he just needed to encounter another symbiote of the formless daughter.
Regardless of whether she was humanoid or some kind of monster, a forced encounter would restore his power.
The biggest problem now, however, was his body.
After ascending from Tier 1 to Tier 2, as his soul improved, he had fully absorbed the power of the Tier 7 body left by Evil Dragon Karl.
He only needed to continue advancing tiers to slowly revert to an adult body.
And the method of advancing tiers was simple: continue to perform scenarios from Time Stop-related movies to increase the intensity of his Time Stop domain.
His body shrinking wasn't without its advantages; at least he wouldn't be too conspicuous, and he could approach any attractive female.
Few people would suspect him anymore.
After all, what bad intentions could a Child have?
Sylvie, seeing Karl remain silent for a long time, finally spoke: "We must inform the Empire of everything that happened in Wind Chime City."
Chris frowned and pondered for a moment: "Let's go to San Marino City first. There are Holy Knights of the Church there. Aisha will still be active, and her next target is likely San Marino City."
As she spoke, the corner of her eye constantly watched Karl's expression change.
Karl raised his hand.
"Time Stop."
Everything around them instantly fell silent.
Chris suddenly noticed that Sylvie in front of her was motionless, and the surrounding scenery also froze. The entire world was put on pause.
This sudden change astonished her. Her gaze finally fell on Karl, and she asked tremblingly, "You stopped time?"
Although she had speculated about this before, when she truly faced this moment, the shock in her heart was impossible to conceal.
"Why the expression?" Karl smiled, "Come on, let's continue our wager."
"You..." Chris's expression was complex. Looking at Karl, who had the appearance of a Little Boy, a strong sense of immorality surged within her.
Chapter 31: Pressure
Chris sat with her legs together, her face extremely pale, and her expression complex as she glanced at Sylvie, whose time was frozen beside her.
She turned her gaze back to Karl, took a deep breath, and after a long moment, slowly began to speak: "Karl, can you change into another form?"
She was a Saintess of the Church, and the education she received from childhood gave her a high sense of morality, treating children with patience and gentleness.
But the innocent-faced Karl in front of her caused a strong sense of guilt within her.
"You have no right to refuse." Karl stood up. Due to his height, he was only slightly taller than Chris when she was sitting.
He remembered many related poses from "Time Stop" comics.
He needed to replicate them one by one to advance his tier.
the formless daughter put a lot of pressure on him.
Karl really wanted to become stronger.
Chris's expression changed. According to their agreement, for seven days, she would obey all of Karl's demands. If she could persevere without falling, then Karl would not harm her or her teammates.
Four days had already passed; giving up now would mean all her efforts were in vain.
Karl had easily killed the Mixed-blood Species captain just now, proving that although he had shrunk for some unknown reason, his strength remained unaffected.
Chris pressed her lips together, unwilling to say another word.
Karl smiled and placed both his feet on Chris's thighs.
Chris felt something strange on her face, gritted her teeth, and turned her head away, but Karl held her head with both hands. Although his body had shrunk, his Tier 7 strength was not something Chris, a Saintess, could resist.
Moreover, her will to resist wasn't strong either.
Her face showed reluctance, but when he forced her, she didn't resist much.
"Hmph..."
Karl held her head and let out a long breath.
Chris's holy face was filled with shame and a strong sense of immorality, and her jaw felt as if it would dislocate at any moment.
Her pride prevented her from asking Karl to be gentler, so she could only endure the pain.
Karl closed his eyes. He felt that Chris's mouth offered the best experience, largely due to Chris's identity as a Saintess.
Seeing a holy, beautiful, and unattainable Saintess engage in such a contrasting act, the psychological impact would be even stronger.
Karl enjoyed the sensation of being enveloped, and suddenly, the feeling he had experienced while fighting the formless daughter's mother body flashed through his mind.
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