Chapter 148: Etemon's Ultimate Move!

“Yes, yes, yes! That unbearably troublesome personality, just like an elementary school student—shouting out the name of his technique before attacking. It’s utterly exasperating!”

Ling Mo’s voice came from the side. He sounded remarkably irresponsible as he continued, “That Wukong Beast used to be a sixth-level magical beast, but I shattered its magic core, causing its strength to plummet. It’s currently only at the level of a fifth-level magical beast—and a rather weak one even among fifth-level beasts. You absolutely have a chance of defeating it. Do your best, my dear apprentice!”

Easy for him to say. If you’re so capable, then you do it!

Catherine felt stifled with irritation, but a moment later, her spirits sank. Of course Ling Mo could do it. Apparently, she had just said something completely pointless.

The Dark Necromantic Orb before her looked somewhat similar to Shadow Binding, but Catherine was not foolish enough to mistake them for the same spell. The difference was obvious: purple lightning crackled around the orb, making an enormous display of power. And the instant it left the beast’s hand, before it had even come within ten meters of Catherine, she felt a faint, insidious force pulling her toward it.

She had absolutely no intention of testing just how powerful the Dark Necromantic Orb was. With a light backward leap, she dodged it. Her enormous five-meter-tall body was not cumbersome in the slightest; instead, every movement possessed a nimbleness far beyond that of her ordinary state.

Just as Catherine landed and steadied herself, preparing to counterattack, she suddenly realized that the Dark Necromantic Orb had struck one of the watching dark gorillas!

Roar!

The instant the orb touched the gorilla, it flickered once and sank into its body. The gorilla managed only half a roar before doubling over and clutching its own throat in agony. Its fur rapidly fell away, while its skin lost its luster at a visible speed, turning lead-gray. When it raised its head again, Catherine saw that its eyes had completely burst. Within the two hollow sockets burned the distinctive “soul fire” of a necromantic creature.

Could this Dark Necromantic Orb actually possess the special ability to transform its target into a necromantic creature?

Catherine was stunned. Before she could react, the undead gorilla had already leaped into the air. It extended its claws and raked them toward her thigh.

Its nails had changed from the pale color of a normal living creature to the blackish red characteristic of the undead, with wisps of black smoke curling from them. They clearly carried a deadly poison. At the same time, its mouth opened to its utmost limit—no, it had gone beyond the limit! The flesh of both cheeks split wide apart, and its upper and lower jaws nearly formed a hundred-and-eighty-degree angle. With a mouthful of black-and-red rotting teeth, it lunged straight for Catherine’s throat.

It attacked with both claws and jaws, utterly heedless of death!

The transformed gorilla was not particularly strong, but Catherine still had no idea how resistant her martial body was to necromantic energy. She did not dare let it get close. Antoun’s Flame erupted around her legs and feet, and she swept one leg in a wide arc, bringing a vast blaze with it and completely engulfing the undead gorilla.

The undead gorilla made no attempt to resist. Like an ordinary gorilla, it was burned to ash within seconds.

Seeing that Antoun’s Flame was as reliable as ever, Catherine relaxed somewhat. But just as she let out a faint breath, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Where was the Wukong Beast?

The moment the thought arose, a fierce gust of wind rushed straight toward the back of her head. At the same time, the Wukong Beast’s unbearably arrogant cry rang out behind her:

“Take this! The Number One Fist Under Heaven!”

Ah, the beast’s shouting did provide advance warning—but was it really necessary to be so annoying?

Catherine flew into a rage. Without dodging or retreating, she took a step backward at the fastest speed of her life and swung her left arm with all her strength, delivering a powerful spinning elbow strike.

With a clang, the point of her elbow collided head-on with the Wukong Beast’s fist, producing a sharper metallic ring than the clash of blades.

Catherine felt an immense force strike her and staggered several steps forward. Behind her came the Wukong Beast’s agonized scream:

“Argh! My eye! You despicable villain! You used a hidden weapon!”

What was it talking about? What hidden weapon?

Catherine was dumbfounded for an instant. Then she thought of a possibility, shuddered violently, and turned around with one last shred of hope.

What she saw was precisely what she had least wanted to see.

The left lens of the Wukong Beast’s sunglasses had shattered. A half-sized, oval, pure-white bra with lace trim was plastered across its face. The metal underwire had happened to jab straight into its eye.

The Wukong Beast was in unbearable pain. It tore the unidentified object from its face, revealing a pair of ridiculously tiny eyes beneath the broken sunglasses. Tears of agony filled them, making its expression look exceptionally absurd.

“Because the Wukong Beast was born with eyes several times smaller than those of ordinary monkeys, it’s always been terribly self-conscious. That’s why it wears sunglasses all the time. By smashing them like that, you’ve thoroughly enraged it…”

Ling Mo’s helpless voice drifted from far away.

Catherine was speechless to the extreme.

It wasn’t as if she had wanted this to happen. It was completely accidental!

The automatic camera operated by the Demon Eye Sprite now joined in, fanning the flames. The half of the white garment in the Wukong Beast’s hand was simply too conspicuous, and the camera locked firmly onto it, giving one close-up after another. Even the “Victoria’s Secret” logo on the strap was clearly visible.

The live-chat comments were already laughing themselves senseless:

“I saw something white fly away when Sister Catherine swung her elbow. Now I finally know what it was!”

“It was pure-white Victoria’s Secret! Why did Sister Catherine choose such an innocent color?”

“Streamer, tell us! How much did Victoria’s Secret pay you for the advertisement? Fresh Fruit Apparel will pay double!”

“Congratulations, Sister Catherine, on unlocking a new skill: even a flying flower or falling leaf can become a weapon!”

“Think about it carefully. Underwear is made of ordinary material, so snapping is perfectly normal. Very magical!”

“So is Sister Catherine fighting commando now? Will we get a spectacular view next? I can hardly wait!”

“I suddenly have a bold idea. What do you think is happening with Sister Catherine’s panties right now?”

“My goodness, the brother up front is a genius! Drawing one inference from another—what inspiration!”

“Does that mean Sister Catherine can’t kick anymore?”

“If a strip of white panties suddenly gets plastered across the Wukong Beast’s face, that scene would be so beautiful I wouldn’t dare look!”

“Stop talking! Look at Sister Catherine’s face—it’s completely red!”

“Ah, a five-meter-tall giant blushing with embarrassment. Why am I suddenly so attracted to this?”

“…”

After all, it was a fifth-level magical beast. A tiny piece of wire could not blind it. Once it had finally managed to open its eye, the Wukong Beast removed its shattered sunglasses and stroked them with profound sorrow.

Then an utterly ferocious light burst from its two tiny eyes. With a swift motion, it pulled a bass guitar from behind its back and said darkly:

“You forced me into this! Repent your sins properly in hell! Taste my ultimate move—”

“Dark Dance Symphony!”

Before the words had even faded, and before Catherine could unleash her Savage Bite, a lively, passionate, majestic melody poured from the bass guitar.

To Catherine’s horror, her body suddenly fell completely beyond her control. Like a puppet, she began to dance.

It was not only her. Every gorilla watching nearby, every bird perched on the branches, and every crawling insect within the hollow began dancing wildly against its will. Even the branches of the great trees swayed and thrashed along with the music.