A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...
Just as those tentacles were about to wrap around Zu'an, several red firecrackers suddenly fell from the sky.
The timing and direction of the firecrackers were extremely clever; they landed precisely on those tentacles.
The moment they made contact, they exploded, and the tentacles instantly turned into clouds of blood mist.
Zuan couldn't help but look up and see the bright smile of the girl in red. His heart warmed. Regardless of her motives, she had indeed helped him a lot.
At that moment, the octopus banshee let out a sharp screech, and its tentacles recoiled in pain.
Because fireworks are not just simple firecrackers; once they open, the flames can use her essence and blood as fuel to continue burning towards her body.
This forced her to "make the difficult decision" and voluntarily sever those tentacles completely.
Unlike when she was just cut down by the 9527 lightsaber, that kind of damage didn't have much of an impact on her regeneration.
But the damage from the firecracker prevented her tentacles from growing back.
"You brat!" The octopus banshee's eyes were filled with resentment. One of her tentacles hooked onto the ceiling, and she lunged at the fireworks like Tarzan.
"Watch out!" Zuan wanted to go over to help, but was stopped by the silver claws in the bird-headed humanoid monster's hand.
The bird-headed monster laughed loudly: "Second sister, please have mercy. Don't kill such a pretty girl. Let me give her a good beating later."
The octopus sirens sneered, "Aren't you afraid this brat's firecrackers will blow your thing up?"
The bird-headed monster lewdly laughed upon hearing this, "Isn't that even more exciting?"
Fireworks' eyes flashed coldly, but his face remained smiling: "Since you like them, I'll give you two."
As they spoke, two lit firecrackers were thrown at each other, one after the other.
The bird-headed monster didn't seem to care: "Even a beautiful woman's firecrackers are so pretty."
As he spoke, he stretched out his silver claws and flicked them at the two firecrackers. Unexpectedly, the firecracker behind suddenly accelerated and crashed into the one in front, causing the firecracker in front to change its trajectory at an incredible speed. The bird-headed monster didn't even have time to react before it landed right on his leg.
He screamed in agony. Having learned his lesson from the octopus banshee, he dared not be careless. He immediately tore off a section of his pants, along with a large piece of flesh, which was bloody and extremely conspicuous.
Fireworks clapped and laughed: "Isn't that exciting enough?"
The bird-headed monster's expression twisted: "You wretch, I'll make you wish you were dead soon enough, ouch..."
He then let out another scream, realizing that he had been momentarily distracted and that Zu'an had seized the opportunity to exploit his weakness.
Although he managed to avoid vital organs, one of his arms had already been cut off by Zaun.
“Your opponent is me!” Zuan sneered, a Tai’a sword already appearing in his hand.
"Brother Zu is awesome!" Fireworks beamed. It seems he's not entirely heartless; he knows to stand up for me.
The octopus banshee was secretly alarmed. This girl actually had the strength to attack her third brother and chat even after being attacked by her. So she dared not be careless: "Third brother, hurry up and finish off that brat. Then we'll deal with this bitch together."
"Fine!" the bird-headed monster gritted its teeth, and soon another arm grew back.
Zaun frowned inwardly; these monsters were simply too resilient.
In the world of spiritual practice, once a certain level is reached, limbs can regenerate, but this often requires several months of quiet recuperation. Such a speed is simply astonishing.
"Brother Zu, be careful! These monsters can only be truly killed by destroying their energy cores, which in your world's language would be something like demon cores. The location of the demon core is different for each monster," Fireworks' voice warned.
The octopus succubus was furious: "You brat, you're being way too noisy!"
Various tentacles kept lashing out at each other, but Fireworks, like a nimble little bird, always managed to find gaps between the tentacles and weave in and out.
She attacked for half a day, but couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.
The octopus banshee was secretly alarmed. This girl seemed to be handling things with ease, but she didn't know her true strength.
Fortunately, the other party seemed to be in a playful mood and did not intend to go all out.
She decisively abandoned the idea of quickly capturing the other party, and instead thought of stalling her while waiting for her companions to come and help, so that they could catch this brat together.
The fourth brother is clearly no match for number 9527, but he should be able to hold him off for a short time.
On the other hand, the third brother's strength is clearly superior to that kid's, so why can't he defeat him? Instead, he seems to be showing signs of defeat.
However, his own men had the upper hand over the staff of the Global Chamber of Commerce, as the Global Chamber of Commerce did not deploy many combat personnel this time.
Besides, the boss hasn't even made a move yet.
Number 9527 was currently yelling at the staff: "How did these guys get in? Why aren't the starship's defense systems working?"
Logically speaking, when the Chamber of Commerce's starships are flying in space, the enemy will be detected from a great distance.
The starship is equipped with powerful defense and firepower systems, enough to eliminate many invading enemies from a safe distance.
However, the starship's defense system did not issue any warnings from beginning to end, and the enemy was not detected until they entered the interior.
There's only one reason: there's a traitor inside!
Who could it be? Could it be that one of our staff members was bribed by the enemy...?
At this moment, two more people appeared on the platform: the old woman whose face was covered with pustules, and the Fire Knight in a wheelchair.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's quite a lively scene." The old woman's voice was even more unpleasant than a crow's.
"It's certainly lively." The Fire Knight stared at the two ghostly flames in his eyes, which trembled slightly and looked extremely eerie.
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