Li Qingyu felt that the surroundings suddenly became bright again.
Could it be...?
Is the sun back in business?
Li Qingyu quickly looked in the direction of the light source, only to find that it wasn't the sun rising at all. Instead, it was the towering trees around him radiating a bright light from within, just like the sun.
As the light grew brighter, Li Qingyu, who had put his sunglasses back on, gradually understood why the giant tree was emitting light.
Because in the center of the trunks of those giant trees, there grew spines that emitted a golden light, shining brightly within the trunks.
These enormous trees actually all have bones?
Damn it...
Now that everything's lit up, will they all explode at once?
Li Qingyu couldn't help but feel a little worried. He wasn't worried about his own skin thickness, but rather that his pineapple bun might not be able to withstand too many explosions.
So, Li Qingyu hurriedly stuffed the pineapple castle into the storage bucket while secretly reminding himself that he couldn't waste evolution points next time he had them; he had to prioritize strengthening his house.
After all, people are most vulnerable when they are sleeping.
The house is unsafe, and loved ones shed tears.
Just as Li Qingyu put away the Pineapple Castle, the spines in the center of the surrounding giant trees began to slowly stretch and twist.
As the spine stretched and twisted, these giant trees, and indeed the entire island, began to sway, and the swaying intensified.
Tsk...
I jinxed it...
This boss is really a huge guy...
Looking at the exaggerated scene around him, Li Qingyu felt that it was possible that the entire island was part of the Boss's body.
However, what's strange is that even though he whipped the boss so hard during the day, the boss never appeared.
Does this boss only come out at night?
While indulging in pointless speculation, Li Qingyu had already activated his original dark form.
Switching stances before engaging in combat is the least you can do to show respect for the fight.
Beside Li Qingyu, Mulan, who was originally pregnant, began to have black and red flames of extreme evil reignited on her body.
And as the flames of extreme evil ignited, Mulan's large belly shrank at a visible speed.
In no time, the bulge in front of Mulan's body became flat and smooth, restoring her to her original perfect figure.
"All troops, prepare for battle!"
Mulan summoned the Black Flame Steed and rode it, letting out a loud shout.
Boom! Boom!
Two synchronized footsteps sounded.
The groundhog army, which had been standing still, instantly switched to a battle-ready stance.
Now, all we have to do is wait for the Boss to show up and get beaten up.
........
"Hehehe..."
Under the hazy moonlight, a gentle laugh drifted over.
On a perfectly calm sea, the moon's reflection ripples gently in the water.
"Would you... self-destruct like her?"
Lilith, clad in black demonic flames, floated unharmed above the sea, her toes lightly touching the water.
Looking down at the mangled body floating on the sea, he asked with a smile.
Meanwhile, Anzai, the little girl who was originally controlling the Super Sea Giant and fighting against Lilith's True Demon form.
At this point, only the upper half of the body remained; the lower half, the legs, had disappeared.
Not only that, Anzai's originally brilliant golden hair was also mostly burned off.
Also charred were half of Anzai's face and her black and white dress.
"Don't... compare me to her!"
Anzai, who had been lying like a corpse, suddenly focused his unfocused eyes upon hearing Lilith's words.
As Anzai's will emerged, the sea, which had been calm, began to boil again.
BOOM!!!
A loud bang.
The sea gradually returned to calm.
Seeing Ansina's head, which had been blasted into pieces by her Nether Blast, Lilith's smile vanished.
"I will not make the same mistake twice."
........
United Nations Conference Room
"Click..."
A soft sound.
Watching Anxi's head being blown apart on the live broadcast, the US representative, his face grim, cracked the teacup in his hand.
The tea soaked the U.S. representative's dark palm, but the representative remained unmoved, muttering to himself.
"waste..."
........
Button City.
Underground beehive number 121.
A little boy wearing a simple white lab coat, with messy orange hair and big black-rimmed glasses, is sitting in the control room of the laboratory.
The little boy's eyes were deep as he watched the image of Anzai being shot in the head on the large screen in the control room.
"A communication request from the Presidential Office. Could you please tell me if the supervisor has answered it?"
Suddenly, a clear, ethereal voice, devoid of any emotion, emanated from the control room.
The sound was like...
Angel's voice?
The little boy frowned upon hearing the voice, but still replied impatiently, "Connect."
As the little boy's voice faded, a new video window suddenly popped up on the large screen in the control room.
As soon as the video window opened, the face of the newly elected US President, Dennis Biden, took up most of the window.
"Dexter!!!"
"What's going on? You told me that subject number fifty was basically invincible!!!"
"How could you be eliminated on the first day of the competition? I need an explanation, or you can go back and do your winter break homework!"
...
When Old Deng on the screen finally stopped roaring, the little boy named Dexter finally put down his hands, which were stuck in his ears.
"Uncle, why are you in such a hurry? There's still one test subject who hasn't died. Don't worry, that one is definitely more powerful."
"After all, I've only been in charge of this lab for a little over ten days, so this is the best I can do for you in such a rush."
The little boy shrugged, speaking with a slightly helpless tone.
"Okay, I admit I've relaxed a bit. Why don't you find those experimental data on the antimatter engine that were sealed away by the previous director of the lab and let me see them?"
"As long as I have that experimental data, I can definitely create another absolutely invincible Subject 51 for you within ten days. What do you think?"
Hearing Dexter's words, Old Deng, his face still glaring at the video window, looked away slightly and said unhappily, "I hope the other one can hold out a little longer, otherwise your uncle will lose face big time."
"As for the previous experimental data, the Stark family keeps the data in their heads. How am I supposed to find it for you?"
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