Ying Ye gently stroked the near-unconscious Bai Yue Ling, sighing.
“Little White… I finally get why you’re so scared of big sisters.”
[Dark Fall value has reached 100%, initiating final corruption…]
With the system prompt, a surge of inky black mana erupted within Bai Yue Ling, transforming into a dark pillar that shot skyward, enveloping the entire ruin in a dark, corrupted mist.
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP
Ying Ye’s form emerged from the black mist, her rosy lips unintentionally exhaling faint white vapor, her deep, shadowy eyes slowly opening.
Her once mysterious and cool Ninja Outfit had transformed dramatically, shifting from deep purple to a mix of black and red, with blazing black flames swirling and roiling around her.
It was sleeker, fiercer, and even more revealing, carrying an air of wicked charm.
Ying Ye looked down at her revamped Ninja Outfit, a black flame igniting in her hand.
“This feeling… is this the Fallen Heaven skill? But wasn’t it on cooldown?”
Suddenly, Ying Ye clutched her head, her body trembling violently.
An explosive sensation burst from her mind, countless fragmented yet vivid images flashing by, like a volcanic eruption washing over her soul.
Most of those memories centered on Bai Yue Ling.
Her smiles, her shyness, her anger, her fear… even her hatred.
At that moment, a faint black mist drifted from a mark on Bai Yue Ling’s abdomen, floating toward Ying Ye.
“Little girl, I’m borrowing your body for a bit,” Dark Lisa’s voice came from the mist, merging into Ying Ye’s form instantly.
“I’ll return it once I take care of that Slime outside.”
…
…
Dragonblood Knight Kavi stood at the doorway, silently guarding the two girls inside the house.
As a spirit without independent consciousness, no matter how provocative the sounds from behind, she showed no reaction.
She only followed Bai Yue Ling’s orders, protecting them.
At that moment, the quiet street echoed with the SQUELCHING sound of a Slime writhing, a powerful pressure approaching slowly.
Kavi hoisted her greatsword, previously planted in the ground, onto her right shoulder, her once-empty eyes growing resolute, ready to strike.
The Slime Queen, her massive body filling the street, locked onto the house where Bai Yue Ling hid.
“Pathetic ants… cowering in corners, making futile struggles.”
Kavi bent her knees, letting out a earth-shaking ROAR.
A pair of illusory dragon horns sprouted from her head, wisps of dragon flames swirling around her, as if a dragon’s spirit had possessed her.
The Slime Queen narrowed her eyes, her massive lower body morphing instantly into a giant, sturdy shield.
Kavi launched forward like a cannonball, each step SMASHING the ground like a hammer.
With a powerful stomp of her right foot, she leaped high, spinning like a whirlwind of death, her greatsword carrying a destructive aura as it slashed toward the Slime Queen’s head—
BAM!
In an instant, the Slime Queen was cleaved in two from head to toe, her halves collapsing powerlessly to either side.
But the battle wasn’t over.
The divided body writhed and reshaped, ultimately forming two Slime Queens.
Slimes naturally had some physical resistance, and the Slime Queen took this to the extreme, rendering nearly all physical attacks useless unless she was reduced to countless fingernail-sized fragments.
Otherwise, she could survive.
She glanced at the knight who’d split her, both mouths speaking in unison.
“Just a pathetic spirit, daring to stand before this queen?”
One of her continued to engage Kavi, while the other advanced toward Bai Yue Ling’s house, ignoring Kavi’s attacks.
At that moment, a jet-black mana BURST through the roof, a dark and corrupted aura hitting like a gale, forcing even the Slime Queen to pause.
Her mouth fell open, shocked.
“This aura… a demon? No, not quite a devil either…”
As the sole queen of the Slime race, she had lived through countless ages, witnessing evil dragons rain fury on mortal empires, seeing massive floating cities crash from meteor strikes, and resisting swarms of demons surging from earth’s fissures.
Having seen so much, no weapon, no dazzling magic, no mighty monster could surprise her.
But now, she felt fear toward this dark, corrupted power.
Fear born of the unknown—she had never encountered such a force in her long existence.
A force brimming with towering hatred, as if to drag the entire world into a fallen abyss.
“Hahaha! What a fun reaction! A lowly monster calling herself a queen, gawking like a useless weakling?” Ying Ye stepped out, laughing maniacally, a dagger in her left hand, a short blade in her right, standing on the ruined street, her eyes blazing with frenzied black flames, as if to burn the world to ashes.
[Name: Ying Ye (Dark Lisa)]
[Race: Human]
[Level: 50]
[Class: Fallen Heaven Assassin]
[Description: Ying Ye, possessed by the Fallen Angel Dark Lisa, has gained a fraction of a Fallen Angel’s power, but only for a short time.]
[Note: “I’m not much worse than those damned goddesses, am I?” —Dark Lisa.]
“You’re not that ant from before. You’re…”
The Slime Queen cautiously scanned Ying Ye’s body, sneering dismissively. “Just a lost soul that should’ve gone to the Styx Communion long ago, daring to stand before this queen?”
Dark Lisa, inhabiting Ying Ye, scoffed, tilting her chin. “A mere Slime calling herself a queen? No matter how strong, it doesn’t change your lowly nature—just a river weakling.”
Having spent so much time with Bai Yue Ling, Dark Lisa had mastered using “weakling” to mock others, with excellent results.
As expected, the Slime Queen’s eyes flashed with cold fury. “You’re courting death!”
She raised her arm, her hand morphing into a massive scythe, swinging with fierce momentum.
Just as the scythe descended, Dark Lisa parted her slender legs, her Ninja Outfit’s short skirt swaying slightly, her short blade swiftly raised—
CLANG!
A crisp sound like striking iron RANG OUT, the short blade clashing with the scythe, effortlessly deflecting the heavy blow.
The Slime Queen’s eyes widened, her entire arm trembling, jiggling like jelly, even feeling faintly numb.
Worse, she saw black flames clinging to her hand, like maggots on bone, impossible to shake off, with a tendency to spread.
SWISH!
Without hesitation, the Slime Queen severed her flame-wreathed arm, a new one regenerating almost instantly.
“What, can’t your Slimes fuse any ability? Fire, ice, lightning—why not my black flames?” Dark Lisa sneered.
“Hmph… do you eat garbage?” the Slime Queen retorted.
She began to writhe, her massive body reshaping, sprouting countless spikes like a hedgehog, each wriggling like tentacles, shimmering with flames and arcs of lightning.
“You seem quite confident in your strength,” the Slime Queen said coldly, eyeing her. “But I bet you can’t stay in that body for long, can you?”
“So what?” Dark Lisa aimed her blade forward, her eyes flashing with madness. “I’ll just take you down quick.”