Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

All the other sisters felt the same.

Some of their minds had been freed from Black Jack's control. They were aware of everything that had happened to them and the deception of the past few years and the nightmare in front of them.

However, part of their mind, even half of their brain, their central nerves, and their soul, were still tied up by Black Jack, or rather, the Devourer behind him, who was attacking Theresa and Princess Summer, their best sisters, without them knowing!

The pain of being cut into pieces was even more unbearable than a quick death. Black Jack's harem cried miserably. Their hollow eyes were about to spurt blood, but they could not get rid of the miserable fate.

Theresa and Princess Summer felt the pain, too.

"Black Jack, you are too sordid!"

Theresa was more than infuriated. "How could they make use of the poor girls to such an extent?"

"Hehe. They are too gullible.

Black Jack's hideous laughter came from the depths of the liquid metal. The liquid metal around him melted and vaporized as if it had encountered the frost of magma.

He waved his ugly tentacles and slowly floated out. "They thought that they were the destined ones and that they could rely on a man to bring them eternal happiness without doing anything or paying any price… How could there be such a bargain?

"They once enjoyed such a happy life under the protection of Black Jack. It's only reasonable that they pay a small price now!

"Stop dreaming. Cut off the mental connection between me and them and wake them up. The power of the Devourer is deeply entangled with their souls and cannot be separated at all. If you wake them up by force, you will be tearing apart their central nerves and brains, which will only turn them into idiots with split personalities. Hehe. Hehe. Hahahaha!"

Theresa vaguely sensed that Black Jack was speaking the truth.

His sisters had been possessed for too long to be woken up easily. If he were to force them to get rid of Black Jack's illusions, he would have to pay a higher price.

However, if he did not wake them up, they would continue to be Black Jack's 'batteries' and 'puppets'. On one hand, they would provide life force for Black Jack. On the other hand, they would attack him and Princess Summer as Black Jack's claws and teeth, forcing him and Princess Summer to fight against each other.

This was an unresolvable dead end!

Hu!

Natasha's giant sword smashed at Theresa like a tornado again.

Theresa dodged quickly and was almost hit by Hela's dragon breath again. Before she had the chance to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead, she felt excruciating pain in her abdomen, because Keer's sharp claws had left three deep ravines on the liquid metal armor.

The dazzling attacks of the retinue forced Theresa to retreat one step after another. It was not because she did not have the strength to fight back, but because she did not know how to fight back without hurting her sisters and cutting off the mental connection between them and Black Jack.

BOOM!

In her confusion, Black Jack finally grasped her weakness. The Master of Swallowing jumped close, waving his tentacles. Dozens of tentacles tangled together and hit Theresa's chest like an ugly battering ram made of flesh and blood.

The liquid metal armor on Theresa's chest was immediately blown to pieces. Hissing, it was not able to be melded. Her two muscular breasts were almost pierced into her chest.

Theresa flew out like a kite with a broken string.

She felt that her heart was about to burst out of her throat.

Black Jack did not give her any chance to catch her breath. Hundreds of tentacles turned into phantom-like shadows and wreathed her like a storm.

Very soon, the liquid metal armor was riddled with holes and in pieces, unable to be repaired.

Hundreds of tiny wounds appeared on her body, too. The ends of Black Jack's tentacles were full of sharp teeth, which could tear off part of her flesh with every attack.

She was completely suppressed. It was not easy for her to condense a shield in front of her with the liquid metal, but she could only kneel on one of her knees and resist Black Jack's continuous whipping and stabbing. Her wounds were healing and exploding time and time again, and she was shivering in pain.

"Jadeite!"

Theresa almost vomited blood. She reached out to the super artificial intelligence through the communicator embedded in the liquid metal armor. "The Devourer is too strong. What should I do?"

"Let me see. If you can hold on for… five minutes…" Jade's voice came over, as calm as ever.

"You can defeat him in five minutes?" Theresa was overjoyed.

"No. What I'm trying to say is that, as long as you can hold on for five minutes, I'm 100% confident that I can run away from the Emerald Continent and go to the Pangu Universe for reinforcements. In less than thirty to fifty years, or even a hundred to two hundred years, I will lead an army of billions and come back to avenge you.

Jade thought for a moment. "Oh. Not 100% sure. 95%… 90%… 85%… Damn. I've never seen anything like the Devourer. Why is its combat ability still improving?"

"…"

Theresa did not know whether she would be killed by Black Jack or killed by the jade.

"As I said a long time ago, you cannot defeat Black Jack even if you inherit the strength of hundreds of captains.

"After all, it is impossible for you to digest the strength of hundreds of captains at the same time," Jade said casually. "The Devourer behind Black Jack is a terrifying existence beyond our imagination. I'm sorry, but we've tried our best. Let's finish our respective missions now!"

Theresa was silent. She sighed.

Alright, this was a predictable outcome. Not everyone had the heaven-defying dog sh*t luck like Old Yao, seizing the one in a billion chance every time.

But at the very least, she would have the same ending as Elder Yao, and that would be enough.

"Rest assured. I will buy you five minutes so that you can jump to the Pangu Universe and ask for help. Go and tell the people of the Pangu Universe what is happening here!"

Theresa gritted her teeth and managed to stand up.

Princess Summer, on the other hand, stood in her way. She opened her arms and faced Black Jack bravely, while she cried, "Black Jack, you bastard, you animal, you coward who only knows how to hide behind the mask of the devouring beast. What kind of man are you exactly? You are a coward who only knows how to deceive and exploit girls. We will not be fooled by you again even if we have to die!"

Something unbelievable happened.

It was just an ordinary cursing, but it triggered a strong reaction in Black Jack. His face was twisted in two completely different ways, as if his soul had been seriously torn apart.

"Who are you calling a coward? Who are you calling a man?"

As if he had been insulted the most, he roared and waved his tentacles crazily, pushing Princess Summer away.

Something suddenly occurred to Theresa. She hurried to hug Princess Summer.

The two of them rolled on the ground in excruciating pain. But when Theresa observed Black Jack's reaction, her head was suddenly illuminated by lightning.

"Sister Summer, I've got it."

Theresa said, "If we are going to seize the one billionth chance of victory, we have to figure out one fact first—Black Jack is Black Jack, and the Devourer is the Devourer!"

Princess Summer was both in pain and confused. "What?"

"The Devourer Beast is a monster from outer space, or in its own words, from another timeline.

Theresa's head was spinning faster and faster. Her messy train of thought became clearer and clearer. She said excitedly, "But it was heavily wounded and weak when it first arrived in the Jadeite Continent. It must've not created Black Jack with its own strength. Instead, it simply found a random native named Black Jack, crawled into his brain, and parasitized his soul. In other words, the Devourer is a parasite that grows inside Black Jack's brain!"

Princess Summer was still confused. "I think so. So—so what?"

"So what? That's too different!"

Theresa hurried to explain, "That means that Black Jack has his own independent soul. His soul is under the control of the devouring beast just like the souls of his sisters in his harem. His will and the purpose of the devouring beast may not be the same!

"Or rather, in the beginning, Black Jack was bewitched by the Devourer. They may have had the same goal, but now that the Devourer has revealed its true hideous face, is Black Jack really willing to let the monster live in his soul forever?

"Don't you see? Since we can't wake up our sisters in the harem, we might as well play a big game and wake up the real Black Jack directly!"