Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

One of the Six Residuals had seen the true face of Kuba, especially Thousand Handed, Red Lotus, Queen Medusa and the Turing elders, take a sip of the cold air without asking.

The two witches in the Black Jack camp, who should have heard or seen the appearance of Lord Kuba, similarly shouted with a frightening look.

Theresa sneaked up on him and asked softly, "What's wrong, Lord Kuba? ”

“Him, how could he be like this? ”

A witch said, "Legend has it that Lord Kuba is supposed to look rough and very powerful! ”

“Yes, he should have a beard like a sword trident, full of air like a lion. ”

Another witch also said, "How could he shave off a lion-like beard and then become so shady and cheerful? ”

In Theresa's heart, a lightning stroke passed.

Surely, her guess is correct.

Lord Kuba also became a girl through the magic of Eric the Transformer!

Its purpose is to enter the Deep Red Palace and inherit the legacy of the Deep Red Queen!

However, in terms of his indisputable appearance and undulating curves on his body, his transformation was not as perfect as Theresa's, and he should be said to be “incomplete".

Perhaps that's why he left the ancient black magic book with Eric the Transformer and let Eric continue his research?

However, the magic tower of Eric the Transformer was destroyed by the Black Jack Adventures, and Lord Kuba must have a way to get the alarm, and he had to make a hard scalp to storm Thousand Gates Mountain to reach the Deep Red Palace.

“See? ”

Lord Kuba laughed bitterly and said to himself, “This is the ‘price' I paid for the legacy of Queen Deep Red, and the ‘awareness’ I received, and you, what have you paid, what have you forsaken, what have you sacrificed!

“Say, who is more qualified than me to inherit the legacy of the Deep Red Queen, and who else! ”

Master Kuba suddenly raged, his hands swung, and his magical power gathered into the black palm and retaken towards Black Jack.

Blackjack had no love to fight back, he was suddenly fractured, his blood sprayed, and he fell to the ground.

“Jack! ”

The girls of the Rear Palace were shocked and jumped towards Black Jack.

Hera, the dragon girl, and Natasha, the head of the mercenary regiment, were all angry with Lord Kuba.

“Are you Black Jack, the famous bounty hunter on the Emerald Continent? Heard you took the same thing that belonged to me. ”

Lord Kuba squeezed his eyes, his voice was horrible, his fingers gently snapped, and Blackjack's armor and top ripped apart.

Theresa's dream book of too ancient black magic floated halfway into the air and fell into the hands of Lord Kuba.

“Today is a good day for the rebirth of the Deep Red Queen Nirvana. Stay there honestly and don't make me start killing. ”

Lord Kuba read the ancient book of black magic, faintly, “On my journey to reunify the blood wars and the Emerald Continent, you and your girls may have a small purpose to play. If you don't want to see your beloved girls tortured to death one by one, and the whole Emerald Continent is charred, you should cooperate with me, right? ”

Blackjack spit out another bite of dark black blood, looking down at his chest, and found himself above his chest, suddenly appearing a burning palm print, like some kind of evil curse, raging around.

“Don't worry, you won't die for a while. ”

"As long as you let your girls lay down their weapons, I promise you'll live comfortably," said Grand Master Kuba. ”

Blackjack's face was gloomy and he coughed hard.

“Jack! ”

Natasha, the head of the mercenary group, bit her teeth, “We fought with Lord Kuba! ”

“No, don't be impulsive. ”

Blackjack was pale, spitting blood, whispering softly, "Now desperate, it's just death, wait, I don't believe he can get the legacy of the Dark Red Queen so easily, Natasha, let everyone... drop your weapons! ”

“This -” the head of the female mercenary couldn't believe her ears.

“Believe me, I have a way, but not now. ”

Black Jack smiled, his eyes rolling with strange light, and said, "All I need is for you to believe in me, to believe in me wholeheartedly, and to dedicate your strength, your souls, your lives, all of you, to me without reservation! ”

“Dang, dang, dang! ”

All members of the Black Jack Adventure Corps, as well as the remaining members of the Six, laid down their weapons and were taken into custody by the exterminators.

Everything was under the control of Lord Kuba, who had long anticipated such an end, grunting with disdain, his hands trembling, and Theresa's dream book of too ancient black magic turned into a flame.

Weird things happen, in the flames of bear bears, too ancient black magic books not burned out, but melted like liquid metals, turning into an odd key!

“Eric is one of the finest court magicians on the Emerald Continent. In the end, he finally solved the mystery of too ancient black magic. Unfortunately, his life is too short! ”

Master Kuba held the key and walked deep into the cave.

He lifted the key high and suddenly countless metal flowers raced open on the surrounding walls, a cluster of colorful flowers poured towards him, wrapped around the key in his hand and gently pierced his blood vessels and nerves.

Lord Kuba seems to have turned into a statue, motionless.

The flames of darkness that surround us are raging and furious.

Teresa knows that Lord Kuba is trying to pass the Deep Red Palace test - more precisely, the Emerald - to gain higher levels of control.

Theresa was in such a hurry that she was unsure of what the Cuban monarch could do. Now that he was ready and had a "key”, could he control the whole Emerald directly?

In that case, not only will the Emerald Continent come to an end, but for Teresa's hometown of Pankova, such a raw, brutal, untamed, uncertain guy is also not the ideal partner.

But Theresa couldn't stop it.

The magical power she awakened, compared to Lord Kuba, was too weak to trigger any change except to be pointlessly killed.

Now, the only variable is Black Jack.

Blackjack, what the hell are you trying to do, you bastard? You got any more cards? Come on!

In the spiritual world, the test of the Emerald lasted a long time.

But in reality, that was just a brief moment.

Soon, Lord Kuba took a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes, adding countless magnificent stars to the bottom of his eyes.

The corner of his mouth raised a smile of winning tickets, and the aura became deeper and stronger.

Inside the cave comes rumbling, and the liquid metals around them change again, becoming more and more like a magnificent, futuristic bridge.

The six-communal mutilators couldn't believe the cave they were looking at.

The Jail-extinguished demons shouted.

The previously enclosed walls in front melted to both sides like water curtain holes, opening a dark and deep passage.

“The access to the core area of the bridge has been opened, now go claim our treasure! ”

Lord Kuba turned around and said with pride.

He was greeted by a pale golden tentacle.

“Shh!”

The speed of tentacles is simply not enough to describe it as "fast as lightning”. Even Lord Kuba can't avoid and resist. "Pfft”, his shoulders are punctured by tentacles.

“It's impossible! ”

King Kuba turned colorful, covered the blood cave on his shoulder three steps backwards, his face looked at the rapidly expanding enemies in front of him, and he said, “Blackjack, it's you, you - not man! ”

In the staggering cross of eyes, Black Jack smelled more evil than Lord Kuba, growing from the armor of the drum bladder, one pale golden tentacle after another, supporting him on the ground and the surrounding walls, turning him into something uglier than a deformed spider.

“Jack...”

Theresa and everyone in the Rear Palace were stunned.

Natasha stumbled, "You, how did you end up like this? What the hell happened to you? ”

“Shh...”

Vascular clashes, such as interlaced golden lines, distorted the faces of the five officials, still appeared blackjack's signature smile, “Don't worry, I'll take care of everything, all you have to do is continue to trust me wholeheartedly and dedicate everything to me. ”

He waved his tentacles and not slowly climbed over to Lord Kuba.

“Thank you for opening up access to the core area of the bridge - I have lost so much power to jump the timeline, without your help, for a while and a half, I really can't deal with this… so-so sophisticated starship. ”

Black Jack smiled at Lord Kuba.

“What are you! ”

Master Kuba raised his sword with his hands high and said, “You're not Jack Black. No, you're not human at all! ”

“Man, how can such a small name define my existence? ”

Blackjack waved a pale golden tentacle and smiled, “Long after, those creatures who cried endlessly in the fire of destruction, often called my class‘ Eating the Beast ’, but I suggest you call me...‘ Eating the Lord ’. ”