Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Before the restoration of the Emerald was completely completed, it was forcibly awakened, with more than 90 per cent of the area and functions still dormant and severely under-energized. ”

Emerald has a calm or half-dead tone, “Most internal defensive weapons cannot be activated, even if the defensive laser in the tunnel can be activated, after a single launch it will still take more than an hour to cool and recharge.

“If, in an hour's time, you can bring the Fae that invaded the bridge completely into the tunnel, maybe we have 50 percent certainty that we can wipe it out.

“Otherwise, cutting just a few tentacles would not have much effect on its combat power. ”

“ …… ”

Theresa scratched her head, “Blackjack is bad, but he's not stupid. If he's already seen the laser, how can he just crash inside? Well, if we can't destroy him, what exactly can we do? ”

“Although active defense measures cannot be activated, passive defense systems have been restored initially, and now we are protected by both energy shields and liquid alloys, which the other party will never be able to enter within 72 hours. ”

The jade said, waving.

Incredible images, slowly unfolding in front of Princess Theresa and Princess Asha.

Isolating the core area of the bridge and the liquid metal walls outside, it became increasingly transparent, as if there was only a thick layer of glass between them and Blackjack.

Through this layer of “transparent metal," they can clearly see what's going on out there.

King Kuba was killed and saved by his fellow Jail-extinguishing demons and retreated to the corner outside the Deep Red Palace after leaving behind the bodies and the remains of two jail-extinguishing guns.

The Deep Red Palace was completely occupied by Blackjack and the Rear Palace, which was responsible for resisting the Kuba Emperor and the Jailbreaker, and Blackjack himself, anxious to walk around in front of the tunnel leading to the core area.

His face twisted, his surrounding blues burst, and between breaths, his pale golden tentacles swept away like jellyfish, dancing the perfect dance of destruction.

All of a sudden, Blackjack shouted and clustered a golden punch, pounding heavily at the bamboo lane.

Standing from the point of view of Princess Theresa and Princess Asher, all she saw was layered ripples on the "clear glass", swinging around in circles.

Liquid metal blown apart by blackjack, after a strange peristalsis, suddenly has life, can multiply indefinitely and accumulate again.

The effect of Black Jack's punch is equivalent to bombarding the sea, no matter how many tons of sea water he blows away, how many meters of waves he triggers, and in a moment it will return to normal.

“See, this is the nano-defense system in the core area of the Emerald Bridge, and it is with this system that the flood tide of the past failed to completely devour us. ”

The sound of emerald, with a faint sense of pride, "can stop xenobiotic life here for at least 72 hours, enough to save more energy and complete the next phase of activation. ”

And its voice is not falling--

Blackjack's face became incredibly serious, and while a wave was still flat, the second punch pounded toward the position of the first punch, inserting the entire arm into the liquid metal.

“Ah!”

Blackjack's eyes instantly turned golden, like ghosts.

The tentacles connected to the posterior palace group expanded three or five times as much as they did, accelerating the efficiency of the life and soul of the inferior palace after ingestion.

The face of the members of the rear palace instantly grew white, breathing more than the dead.

Even two sisters trembled and twisted.

Blackjack cared nothing about the lives of these women, but was insanely absorbed and devoured, after which the life and soul of the rear palace were released into liquid metal!

For half a second, Theresa and Princess Asher's eyes were stabbed with 10,000 gold needles, and they couldn't see a thing.

They simply can't believe their eyes when one of the needles is pulled out of the depth of their pupils.

The liquid metal walls, which are indestructible and can be repaired at any time like the sea, have been bombarded with a striking cave two or three metres deep.

Even more terrifying is the orange glow in the cave, like a metal monster's rotting gut.

The surrounding liquid metals were ablated at extremely high temperatures, losing their ability to deform and replicate, and dripping and dropping in the form of melted iron water.

Emerald is instantly stiff.

It protects Theresa's liquid metal walls while making a faint “squeak” sound, like calculating how long Black Jack's appalling destructive power will take to penetrate here.

“Twenty-four hours. ”

After a full half-minute, it finally concluded, "Rest assured, my defense is strong enough to protect us for at least 24 hours. ”

“You just said 72 hours!” Theresa's going crazy.

“It seems that the fighting power of the Fae is slightly beyond my calculations. ”

Emerald Fade, “But from my analysis of the cells on the tentacles and his comprehensive scanning analysis of battle patterns and energy fluctuations, he's still in a very weak early stage, not powerful enough to be unbeatable - we still have a chance as long as the 'Witch Gene' in your body is completely activated. ”

“Do we really have to completely activate the Witch Gene? ”

Theresa's face became particularly ugly as she watched Blackjack ravenously devour the life of the palace outside, bombarding the walls with ferocity.

Princess Asha's feelings for the sisters are a hundred times deeper than Theresa's. If she sees the sisters suffer like this, she will be sucked alive into a skeleton by Black Jack. She is even more desperate to die with Theresa's hands on her hands. Her palms are all sweaty, hot and cold.

“I have to figure out one thing first...”

Theresa was uncertain, “Now that I'm a 'Witch Gene Carrier', what would I look like if I completely activated the Witch Gene in my body? Ten times bigger breasts and buttocks can fascinate men all over the universe... to die of living dehydration? ”

“No, the complete release of the witch gene, mainly from the cellular level, deeply modifies you, including the overall enhancement of the nerves, brain and body, in appearance, will not change much, but will only completely immobilize the current morphology.” Emerald Road.

“That's good. ”

After listening to the first half, Theresa relieved herself a little, but the second half made her gaze again, “What do you mean, completely fixed, never going back? ”

“It's not ‘forever', it's just that under current conditions, it's hard to go back, you know that the witch gene in your body is still in a semi-sleep state, and it can be separated from your own gene and extracted, but once fully activated, the witch gene is completely fused into your gene chain, forming a seamless whole, unless you have the highest level of genetic technology, or you can cultivate yourself to an extraordinary state where you can change your cell morphology at will, it's impossible to separate, forcibly separate, and the risk coefficient is high. ”

Emerald sees Teresa's concerns and understands them well, "Of course, if the Emerald can be restored to 100% perfection, there will be facilities on board to perform the highest level of deformation surgery and restore you to your original appearance. ”

“So how long does the Emerald take, and under what conditions, to fix it 100%?” Theresa asked again.

“… conditions are insufficient and incalculable. In terms of maintenance progress over the past 10,000 years, it will not be long. With sufficient resources and manpower, another 3,500 years will be nearly there.” Jade said.