"I didn't want to execute this plan so soon, but... (This text is from lwxs520, a website that publishes novels online.)" The Dark Emperor revealed a mysterious smile. "Long Aotian, blame yourself! Of all places to go, you had to go to the Abyss Valley of Sacramento. You dug your own grave, and you can't complain about anyone else!"
The Dark Emperor took the drumsticks handed to him by the Dark Alien and rhythmically struck the drums, one after another. Thump, thump, thump... The worms parasitizing the human body rapidly split apart, and in an instant, the human body exploded with a bang.
Flesh and blood splattered everywhere. Inside the spaceship, everyone trembled like frightened birds.
"Dark Emperor, are you going to break the contract?" After the danger passed, Long Aotian poked his head out from behind the dragon throne, his pale face devoid of any imperial majesty.
The Dark Emperor stopped what he was doing and said, "Of course not."
Long Aotian breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stood up, and straightened his wrinkled clothes.
"However, haven't you always wanted to know my trump card? I'm in a great mood today, so I'll grant your wish."
After speaking, the Dark King pounded the drum even harder.
Inside the spaceship, the deep, resonant sound of the drums was deafening. The corpses lying on the ground transformed, countless tiny, milky-white worms gradually coalescing, forming a massive white pillar in the blink of an eye. This white pillar was five meters tall and ten feet wide, swaying precariously, as if it could collapse at any moment.
"Dark Lord, what are you going to do?"
Long Aotian's face drained of color, his heart pounded, and his hands and feet felt cold.
The Dark Lord remained silent and continued to beat the drum.
Knock knock knock...
Another series of rapid drumbeats followed, melodious and continuous. When the echoes faded, the milky-white worm was nowhere to be seen inside the spaceship.
Long Aotian thrust his index and middle fingers deep into his throat, repeatedly jabbing them.
"Ugh..." The half-digested food and drinks smelled sour and foul. Stomach acid flowed down his throat, and Long Aotian felt a burning pain.
"Dark Emperor, if you don't want Dark Star to disappear, then quickly get those insects out of my body!" Long Ao was furious and planned to perish together with them.
The Dark Emperor sneered and lightly tapped the drum once.
Thump! Long Aotian clutched his stomach and rolled to the ground.
"My belly, my belly."
Long Aotian's belly grew larger and rounder like a ball at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then another sound, thud.
An itch spread through his limbs and bones, causing them to ache and ache. The spineless Long Aotian wept, groveled, kowtowed, and begged the Dark Emperor for mercy to stop.
The Dark Emperor, no longer wanting Long Aotian's life, put down his drumsticks and let out a deafening laugh, "My predecessors, with their eager ambitions and lofty aspirations, all returned empty-handed. But today, I have succeeded! The Star River Empire has finally fallen into my hands! Hahaha..."
With a wave of his hand, the Dark Emperor said, "Take these and send them to the other Star Empire ships. Once you have control of all the Star Empire's people, you can play with as many as you like."
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Dark Emperor."
Dark aliens entered the spaceship one after another through the main entrance.
Long Aotian clutched his stomach, not daring to utter a sound, coldly observing everything. He paid no attention to whether the Dark Emperor's schemes and plots threatened the safety of the empire's people.
After everyone left, the Dark Emperor slowly descended.
"I have played with so many humans, from beggars to tycoons, from fiercely loyal soldiers to despicable villains who betray their principles for profit, but I have never touched a king of a country."
The Dark Emperor reached out and pinched Long Aotian's cheek.
"The touch is excellent, and the elasticity is superb. It is indeed worthy of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor of the Star River Empire."
These words, each one like a knife, pierced Long Aotian's heart.
Three days later, not only did Long Aotian recognize his enemy as his father, but all of his subordinates also came under the control of the Dark Emperor. In the following two weeks, the human corpses transported to the kitchen of the Dark Star alien spaceship were covered in wounds before their deaths, some missing limbs, others covered in blood.
Having exhausted his resources, the Dark Emperor assembled his Dark Star army and marched deep into the Star River Empire, winning every battle. The Star River Empire, leaderless and poorly commanded, suffered defeat after defeat.
Every time the Dark Lord conquers a planet, he sends long worms to burrow into human bodies in order to achieve his evil goal of controlling all mankind.
As it turned out, the Dark Lord's move was remarkably effective, with countless righteous men rising up in rebellion, while the number of servile and cowardly clinging to life was as numerous as hairs on a cow.
Ten years later, the name "Star River Empire" disappeared under the rolling wheels of history.
Dark Star, in a grand hotel teeming with guests, amidst the sounds of chirping birds and the decadent atmosphere.
"Snap." The long whip with silver wire and iron wire lashed through the air and fell.
"Ah..." This long, alluring sound didn't seem to come from pain, but rather from the heart, enjoying the pleasure that was both painful and pleasurable.
"Haha, go easy on him, this is the former Dragon Emperor."
"Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor? Who is he? I don't recognize him." The young Dark Alien curled his lip and casually lashed out with his whip again. "I don't care who he is. I bought him for this night, so he's mine for this night. I can do whatever I want with him."
Since you've already spent the money, there's no reason for you to hesitate and not have a good time!
Inside the room, sheer curtains hung, and wisps of white steam rose, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairyland. The Dark Star People nodded, letting loose and playing wildly all night.
A night can be as short as a moment, or as long as a century.
With a creak, the door opened from the inside.
Long Aotian, clutching a tattered garment that barely covered his body, limped out, leaving pale, bloody footprints on the polished marble floor with each step.
The elevator went down, heading deeper into the hotel.
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