Among the remaining soldiers of the six clans, people who had seen the true face of Kuba, especially the Thousand-Handed Majesty, the Red Lotus Majesty, the Queen Medusa and the Turing Elder, took a breath of air conditioning.

The two witches in the Black Jack camp must have heard or seen the appearance of Kuba, and also exclaimed in surprise and looked like a ghost.

Teresa's heart moved, she sneaked over and asked softly, "What's wrong, isn't the look of Maharaja Kuba?"

"He, how could he look like this?"

A witch said, "In legend, Maharaja Kuba should behave in a rough and ugly appearance, and he looks very majestic!"

"Yes, he should have a beard like a sword and halberd, full of courage like a lion."

Another witch also said, "How could he be willing to shave off the lion-like beard, and after shave it, he became so feminine and delicate?"

Theresa's heart flashed through her.

Sure enough, her guess was correct.

Maharaja Kuba also turned into a girl through the magic of "amoeba" Eric!

The purpose is to enter the Crimson Palace and inherit the legacy of the Crimson Queen!

However, judging from his undisputed appearance and his unchanged curves on his body, his transformation was not as perfect as Teresa. It should be said that he was still "incomplete".

Perhaps, this is the reason why he left the ancient dark magic book with Eric "Amoeba" and asked Eric to continue researching it?

However, the magic tower of "Amoeba" Eric was destroyed by the Black Jack adventure group. The Lord Kuba must have a way to get the alarm, so he could only bite the bullet and attack Qianmen Mountain and reach the Crimson Palace.

"Did you see it?"

Majesty Kuba smiled bitterly and said with a little self-deprecating, "This is the 'price' I paid for the legacy of the Crimson Queen and the 'enlightenment' I have obtained. And what do you have paid, given up, and sacrificed!

"Say, who else is more qualified than me to inherit the legacy of the Crimson Queen, and who else!"

The Lord Kuba suddenly became furious, raised his hand, and the magic power condensed into a black clutch, and he beat Black Jack heavily.

Black Jack had no love to fight back. He was suddenly photographed with broken tendons and fractured his bones, and blood spurted wildly, falling to the ground with a sluggish slump.

"Jack!"

The girls in the harem group were shocked and rushed towards Black Jack.

The dragon girl Hera and the mercenary commander Natasha both glared at Kuba.

"You are Black Jack, the famous bounty hunter on the Emerald Continent? I heard that you took away something that belonged to me."

Maharaja Kuba narrowed his eyes, his voice was gloomy and terrifying. With a gentle hook of his fingers, Black Jack's armor and top immediately torn apart.

The ancient black magic book that Teresa dreamed of floated into the air and fell into the hands of Maharaja Kuba again.

"Today is a good day for the rebirth of the Crimson Queen. Stay there honestly and don't force me to start a massacre."

Maharaja Kuba looked through the ancient black magic book and said lightly, "On my journey to unify the bloody battles between the Demon World and the Emerald Continent, you and your girls may be able to play a small role. If you don't want to see your beloved girls die of torture and death, the entire piece of the Emerald Continent will be devastated, right?"

Black Jack spit out another mouthful of dark blood. When he looked down at his chest, he found a burning palm print suddenly appeared on his chest, like some kind of evil curse, raging around.

"Don't worry, I can't die for the time being."

Maharaja Kuba said, "As long as you let your girls put down their weapons, I promise you can live comfortably."

Black Jack's face was gloomy and he started coughing violently.

"Jack!"

Natasha, the leader of the mercenary regiment, gritted her teeth and said, "We are fighting with Maharaja Kuba!"

"No, don't be impulsive."

Black Jack's face was pale, and he vomited blood while whispering, "Now he is trying hard, just to die. Wait a little longer, I don't believe that he can get the legacy of the Crimson Queen so simply. Natasha, let everyone... put down their weapons!"

"This--" the female mercenary commander couldn't believe her ears.

"Believe me, I have a way, but not now."

Black Jack smiled, with a strange light rolling in his eyes, and said, "I just need you to believe me, believe me with all your heart, and give your strength, your soul, your life, everything you have, to me without reservation!"

"Dang, dang, dang!"

Everyone in the Black Jack adventure group and the remaining soldiers of the six clans all put down their weapons and were taken to the side by the soldiers of the prison tribe to take care of them.

Everything was under the control of Maharaja Kuba. He had long expected such an ending. He snorted disdainfully and shook his hand. The ancient black magic book that Teresa dreamed of turned into a ball of flame.

A strange thing happened. In the blazing flames, the ancient black magic book not only did not burn it, but instead melted like liquid metal, turning into a strange key!

"Eric is truly the leading court magician on the Emerald Continent. In the end, he finally analyzed the mystery of ancient black magic. Unfortunately, his life is too short!"

Maharaja Kuba held the key and walked towards the depths of the cave.

He raised the key high, and suddenly, countless metal flowers bloomed on the surrounding walls, and clusters of colorful stamens surged towards him, entangled the key in his hand, and gently pierced his blood vessels and nerves.

Maharaja Kuba seemed to have turned into a statue, motionless.

The black flames surrounding the body were surging and surging, becoming more and more violent.

Theresa knew that Maharaja Kuba was trying to pass the test of the Crimson Palace - more precisely, the test of the "Emerald" to obtain higher levels of control.

Theresa was anxious. She was not sure what step Kuba could do. Since he was prepared and had the "key" again, could he directly control the entire "Emerald"?

In that case, not only will the Emerald Continent usher in the doomsday, but for Teresa's hometown, Pangu Universe, such a cruel and rebellious guy who is full of uncertainty is also not an ideal collaborator.

But Theresa couldn't stop it.

The magic power she awakened was too weak compared to Maharaja Kuba. If she took action rashly, it would not cause any change except being killed meaninglessly.

Now, the only variable is Black Jack.

Black Jack, what do you want to do with ulterior motives? What trump cards do you have? Play it out quickly!

In the spiritual world, the test of Emerald lasted for a long time.

But in reality, that was only a short moment.

Soon, Maharaja Kuba breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes, adding countless magnificent stars out of thin air.

A smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his aura became deeper and stronger.

A rumble came from the depths of the cave, and the liquid metal around it changed again, becoming more and more like a magnificent and futuristic bridge.

The remaining soldiers of the six clans looked at the unrecognizable cave in disbelief.

The demons of the Prison Clan cheered.

The originally closed wall in front melted to both sides like a water curtain cave, opening up a dark and deep passage.

"The passage to the core area of ​​the bridge has been opened. Now, go and collect our treasure!"

Maharaja Kuba turned around and said proudly.

What greeted him was a light golden tentacle.

"call out!"

The speed of tentacles is simply not enough to be described as "fast as lightning". Even Kuba could not dodge or resist. With a "puff", his shoulder was pierced by the tentacles.

"This is impossible!"

Maharaja Kuba's expression changed rapidly. He covered the blood hole on his shoulder and took three steps back. He looked at the rapidly expanding enemy in front of him with a serious expression. He said sternly, "Black Jack, it's you, you--not a human!"

As everyone's horrified eyes intertwined, Black Jack exuded a more evil aura than Maharajama. From the bulging armor, light golden tentacles grew out, supporting them to the ground and the surrounding walls, turning him into some kind of monster that was ugly than a deformed spider.

"Jack..."

Teresa and everyone in the harem were stunned.

Natasha, the leader of the mercenary regiment, stuttered, "You, why did you become like this? What's wrong with you?"

"Shh..."

The blood vessels were crisscrossing with golden lines. On the face that had its facial features, there was still a warm smile of Black Jack's signature. "Don't worry, leave everything to me. You just need to continue to believe me wholeheartedly and dedicate everything to me."

He waved his tentacles and climbed towards Kuba.

"Thank you, for opening a passage to the core area of ​​the bridge for me - in order to jump the timeline, I have really lost too much power. Without your help, I wouldn't be able to deal with this kind of... a sloppy and advanced starship."

Black Jack smiled at Kuba Maharaja.

"What the hell are you!"

Maharaja Kuba raised his giant sword with his hands, and his voice was harsh, "You are not Black Jack, no, you are not a human at all!"

"Human, how can such a small name define my existence?"
Chapter completed!