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The Biography of Han Te (87) Moved by Love

"Stop talking! Stop talking! Stop talking! Stop talking! Stop talking!"

Black Jack was so angry that he was so embarrassed that his tentacles swelled again. Instead, his body wrapped around him seemed so small that he was even a little panicked.

Thousands of demonic arms attacked Teresa, knocking her out again and again, and attacking in the air. The storm attack made Teresa unprepared. When she smashed her hard to the ground, the liquid metal armor around her almost collapsed.

But there was still a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth, and the contempt and cold flames in her eyes never subsided.

"You can kill me, but it is not the real you who kills me, but the devouring beast; you can also conquer the entire jade continent and even the entire jade universe, but it is still not the real you who create such great achievements, but the devouring beast."

Teresa sneered, "You can still have fun and singing every night, letting so many girls do anything for you. Wow, at first glance, it's a dreamy life for all men in the world, but think about it carefully, who is enjoying these romances, or the devouring beast, and you, the real Black Jack, just curled up in the depths of the devouring beast's tentacles, drooling at the pitiful worms."

"Stay, stay tuned!"

Black Jack's face was deeply embedded in the tentacles, twisted so hard that he could cry out. He wailed, "I am the devouring beast, we are one!"

"No, you're not."

Teresa said coldly, "You are not chosen by the Devouring Beast because of your courage, will, personality charm or anything unique. It is just a coincidence. The Devouring Beast can find ten thousand "Red Jacks", "Yellow Jacks", and "Green Jacks" to replace you at any time.

"Without you, the devouring beast is still a devouring beast, and can still realize its ambitions and evolve into the devouring master; but, without the devouring beast, who are you?"

"I, I..."

Black Jack's tentacles still wanted to attack Teresa, but were blocked by another force generated from his body. He was sweating coldly and gasping for difficulty, "Who am I? If there is no devouring beast, who am I?"

"Everyone of us is always something that is born and unique, proving that we are our own things."

Teresa said, "I believe that the real Black Jack in the past also had something that no one could replace or any power could not be erased. Unfortunately, when you were willing to become a puppet of the devouring beast, these things that belonged to the 'real Black Jack' were all covered by the evil light of the devouring beast. From that moment on, you had lost your soul and turned into a puppet of the devouring beast, and you were not qualified to pursue your own things again."

"I, huh, I'm not a puppet..."

Black Jack struggled to manipulate the tentacles, trying hard to prove, "I'm not!"

"Maybe, the real Black Jack is a weak and vulgar guy?"

Teresa changed her tone and said deliberately, "You have always been very inferior and believe that with your 'real self', there is no way to achieve any success, nor can you get the favor of even a girl? So, when the devouring beast finds you, you are willing to present your soul with both hands and let it devour?"

"I'm not, I don't, stop talking!"

Black Jack was startled and retorted like a conditioned reflex.

"Indeed, you don't need to have such ridiculous inferiority complex, because I believe that every man, no matter how ordinary, ugly or even weak, always has his own unique charm."

Teresa said seriously, "Even if a man is born ugly, as long as he is careful to exercise and often takes care of his appearance, he can always polish up some sunshine and refreshing macho charm, and he can always meet a true destiny who truly likes you; even if a man who is weak, as long as he is diligent and willing to endure hardships, he can always achieve a small success - it may not be a "great achievement" conquering the whole world. Perhaps, he is just a good soldier, a forging master, an excellent gunner, and a diligent and meticulous employee, but the key is that this is 100% of your success, and it is the success you have returned from sweating and personal struggle.

"When you have such a small success that is 100% yours and a true destiny girl who truly loves you, you have created a small world that belongs to you. For a real man, is there anything happier and more fulfilling in the world than this?

"But, it's a pity that Black Jack, you ruined such a possibility with your own hands, you killed your true self, and you killed your true destiny goddess to find you.

"Yes, it seems that there are so many beauties around you who obey you and are even "willing" to die for you, but ask yourself, is there any of these beauties who really love you and the real you?

"Similarly, perhaps under the control of the Devouring Beast, you can become the supreme ruler of the Emerald Continent, but you will never know what kind of achievements, what kind of happiness can be achieved, and what kind of life can you have without the control of the Devouring Beast!

"Even if one day your true destiny, the girl who may fall in love with the 'real Black Jack', appears in front of you, you will never recognize her, because it is impossible for you to tell whether she is sincere or hypnotized by the devouring beast!

"Haha, that's why I said you are pitiful, because you, who is about to become the 'king of the world' on the surface, are actually abandoned by the whole world, but this is no wonder anyone, because you abandoned yourself first!"

"ah!"

Black Jack's howling was like a flash flood.

Burning blood and tears flowed out of his eyes.

Black Jack's tentacles and Theresa's liquid metal flying blade collided fiercely again.

"Are you attacking me or the devouring beast? Is the devouring beast not wanting you to continue listening, it wants to stop me from telling the truth!"

Teresa gritted her teeth and said, "Black Jack, you don't have to listen to the devouring beast. You don't have to be controlled by it anymore. It's still time to wake up and you can become a real Black Jack. You can control your own destiny like a man!"

"No...no..."

Black Jack waved his tentacles and whispered, while waving his soul, "I can't...you, you're right... Without the Devouring Beast, I'm just a weak, ugly, vulgar poor bug... At first, I was just a lower-level mercenary who lost all his property, was desperate and lingering. Without the Devouring Beast, I'm nothing. No one looks down on me, and no girl will fall in love with me like that!"

"Black Jack, you're very wrong!"

Teresa roared, "Even if you are in adversity, even if the whole world collapses, a man must rely on his backbone to stand up from the abyss again and reverse his damn fate! It is also at the moment when he reverses his fate that the man's glory will bloom to the limit! In that case, no matter what appearance, ability, status, it doesn't matter. There will definitely be a girl who falls in love with you like that, falls in love with the fierce battle with fate, never surrender, and is full of charming real Black Jack!"

"Lie! Lie! They are all liars!"

Black Jack was furious, "You are lying to me, there will be no such girl at all. Don't you think you can deceive me to peel the devouring beast from the depths of your soul!"

"I didn't lie to you. I can swear to God that there will be a girl who will fall in love with the real Black Jack!"

Teresa shouted, "The key is that you have to give yourself a chance to reveal the real Black Jack. You can't hide in the shadow of the devouring beast forever and be a poor pitiful person who has no bones!"

"I... don't believe it..."

Black Jack's appearance became extremely terrifying, as if something really was peeling off from his soul inch by inch, and even the thousands of tentacles behind him attacked each other.

His pair of bloodshot eyes stared at Theresa's beautiful eyes, half expecting and half desperately asking, "Tresa, can you say that the most beautiful girls in the world like you will fall in love with the real Black Jack?"

“…”

Theresa felt her pectoralis major tightening, "Uh...this..."
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