Bab 3409: Untitled

Black Jack's soprano voice turned into the shriek of an animal. Countless tentacles split apart, with sharp bone blades growing out of the ends, and he threw them at Theresa.

Dazzling silver brightness beamed out of the liquid metal armor on Theresa's body. Countless silver threads and sharp blades darted at Black Jack's tentacles.

The tentacles and the flying blades of the two parties were dancing crazily. The brightness of their blades was beyond the limits of the naked eye, like a dangerous mist. The sparks caused by the collision of the tentacles and the flying blades were like the most brilliant fireworks.

Suddenly, all the collisions and sparks came to an abrupt end.

Almost a hundred of Black Jack's tentacles had been cut off. Like hundreds of vipers whose heads had been chopped off, they were twitching, wriggling, and spurting out stinky liquids.