That experiment was her most cherished, most deeply hidden core secret! It was her forbidden attempt to transgress the boundaries of life and touch the authority of a Propagation Emanator!
This man... how could he possibly... how could he possibly know so clearly?! Even the details were exact?!
Daziel didn't directly respond to her almost broken questioning.
He merely gave her a deep look, an enigmatic gaze that seemed to have already seen through all her secrets and weaknesses.
That gaze sent a chill throughout her body, as if she were stripped bare and exposed under the harshest scrutiny, with nowhere to hide.
His cold and certain voice, like a final judgment, slowly drifted through the deathly silent, empty metal corridor, word by word, striking Ruan Mei's crumbling mental defenses.
"The things I don't know..."
"Are far fewer than you imagine."
Ruan Mei trembled, explaining in a low voice, "That... that Propagation Emanator's body is just a semi-finished product... Its existence is extremely unstable, theoretically... it can only be maintained for a mere fifty-six..."
She tried to use cold, scientific facts to insulate herself from her inner fear, hoping this would make Daziel understand its uselessness and danger.
"Even if... even if you want to do something with it... there's simply not enough time..."
A playful arc touched Daziel's lips, as if he had heard an amusing joke.
He slowly advanced, the intimidating pressure once again enveloping Ruan Mei, almost suffocating her.
"Very simple." Daziel's voice was low, carrying an undeniable command. "You, come here."
His gaze fell on Ruan Mei's face, still bearing tear tracks, yet flushed red from shame and anger.
"We're going to continue... what we didn't finish earlier."
Ruan Mei abruptly looked up, her eyes full of humiliation and bewilderment.
"This... what does this have to do with my research?!"
"Of course, it's related."
Daziel chuckled softly, his eyes deep and unreadable. "You'll know soon enough."
Ruan Mei bit her lower lip tightly.
The thought of resistance screamed wildly in her mind, but her body was stiff with fear.
She understood she had no choice.
Before Daziel's fire poker, her pride, her intellect, were all fragile and easily shattered.
Finally, she closed her eyes, her delicate eyelashes trembling, as if enduring immense pain and shame, forced to take a step into the abyss.
Ruan Mei bit her lower lip hard. The idea of resistance screamed in her mind, but her body was stiff with fear. She understood she had no choice. Before Daziel's "firebrand," her pride, her intellect—everything was fragile and easily shattered.
He watched her with a half-smile, a predatory glint in his eyes. "So, shall we pick up where we left off, genius?" His voice was low, almost a whisper, but laced with an authority that brooked no refusal.
Ruan Mei felt a shiver run down her spine. That "earlier" had been a terrifying glimpse of what he was capable of—a sample of the raw power now subduing her. She swallowed dryly, the knot in her throat tightening.
Daziel didn't wait for a verbal answer. He yanked her by the arm, his grip unquestionably firm. The difference in strength was humiliating. He turned her to face him, his eyes locking onto hers before trailing down to her breasts, full and inviting beneath the thin fabric of her qipao.
"You're a scientist, aren't you, Ruan Mei? You like experiments." He growled, his hands sliding up her dress, nimble and unhesitating. The expensive fabric yielded under his fingers, and soon her breasts were exposed, her nipples hardening instantly from the cold air and his rough touch. "Let's see how good you are with other... applications."
Before she could process it, he grabbed the back of her neck, forcing her head down. His scent—a mix of musk and power—flooded her nostrils. He positioned his already hard, throbbing length right between Ruan Mei's ample breasts, which she barely had time to cover.
"Let's start with a classic... a nice, thorough titfuck. How about it, Doctor?" His voice was an amused growl as he adjusted her breasts himself, squeezing them around his cock. The contrast of her soft, warm skin against his rigid heat excited him.
Ruan Mei clenched her eyes shut, a single tear escaping and tracing a path down her flushed cheek. Feeling his girth pressed between her breasts, his tip brushing her sensitive nipples with every movement he dictated—it was a new depth of humiliation. She was a renowned scientist, a brilliant mind, reduced to a sexual plaything in this man's hands.
Daziel began fucking her tits with a slow, teasing rhythm, watching her face contort. "This... isn't so bad, is it? Relax and enjoy the... research." He murmured, speeding up, the friction growing more intense. His groans were guttural, satisfied. Ruan Mei only trembled, his scent, the sound of skin on skin, the feel of his cock pulsing between her breasts—all of it searing into her mind.
After what felt like an eternity to her, he released her—only to flip her abruptly. "On all fours, Ruan Mei. And arch that ass for me." The order was sharp, direct.
With shaky legs, she obeyed, bracing on her hands and knees on the room's carpet. The position left her completely exposed, her ass raised—an explicit offering that filled her with shame, yet, dangerously, also sparked a strange heat low in her belly. The qipao, already disheveled, bunched at her waist, revealing her thighs and the glistening entrance of her pussy.
Daziel wasted no time. He positioned himself behind her, his length rubbing against her ass before finding its path. Ruan Mei held her breath, expecting pain, invasion. And it came—but differently. He wasn't gentle, yet the way his thick, hot cock filled her in one thrust, hitting a spot deep inside she didn't even know existed, tore a gasp from her that wasn't just humiliation.
"Ah—!" she started to say, but the words died as he began thrusting. The first few strokes were brutal, testing her limits. She gritted her teeth, trying to maintain her scientist's composure, her cold detachment. But her body was a traitor. With every deep plunge, waves of heat rose through her legs, pooling between them. That spot he kept hitting—it was almost unbearable, in a way that was beginning to border on pleasure.
"What, Ruan Mei? Thought you wouldn't enjoy it?" Daziel's voice was mocking amusement near her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "Your body doesn't lie as well as your mouth."
He gripped her hips hard, dictating the pace. It was wild, no-holds-barred fucking from behind. And to Ruan Mei's growing horror, part of her began responding. Her hips moved instinctively to meet his, a low moan escaping her lips—a sound she barely recognized as her own. A sound of... surrender? No, worse. A sound of someone starting to enjoy it.
"That's it. Fuck back on me, you smart little slut." Daziel growled. To heighten his control—and now, her pleasure—he yanked her arms back, holding her wrists firmly, using them like handles. The position forced her chest down, her ass raised even higher, letting him plunge even deeper.
"Ah... N-no—!" But the "no" came out weak, broken by a sharp moan when he hit that magic spot again, harder. The sensations were overwhelming. The shame was still there, but now mixed with raw electricity coursing through every nerve. Her clit, crushed and rubbed against her own clothing—or maybe lightly grazing the carpet with each rhythmic thrust—throbbed insistently.
"Wait, I— aahn!~" Ruan Mei came hard, her entire body spasming, her toes curling in pleasurable agony, her beautiful blue eyes rolling back.
With one final deep thrust, Daziel buried himself as far as he could inside her dripping pussy, grunting as he came deep in her womb. Rope after rope of cum flooded her untouched depths, so much that a slight bulge became visible on her lower belly. Feeling the hot liquid invading her most intimate place, she came again, squirting onto the white carpet.
Daziel flipped her suddenly, throwing her onto her back. Before she could recover, he was over her, forcing her legs apart. Missionary—but there was nothing tender or romantic about it. This was pure domination. He stared into her eyes as he slammed back into her, his expression pure triumph.
"Look at me while I fuck you, Ruan Mei. I want to see the brilliant scientist fall apart."
And she was falling apart. The eye contact, the feel of him filling her completely again—but from a different angle—was intensely intimate and devastating. She could feel every inch of him, his tip brushing her cervix, sending spasms of unwanted yet undeniable pleasure. Her moans were louder now, more open.
He didn't stop there. With surprising agility, Daziel hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, twisting her into the "Pretzel" position. The new angle made his cock plunge even deeper, hitting places that made her scream. The sensation was so intense her mind blanked. There was only his cock inside her, his relentless rhythm, and the waves of shameful pleasure drowning her.
"Fuck… Research this!" he grunted, his sweaty forehead pressed to hers.
When Ruan Mei felt she was about to explode again, he pulled out with a wet, obscene sound. She panted, trembling, eyes glazed. But he wasn't done.
"I'm not finished with you yet, Doctor." He hauled her up, forcing her to kneel before him. His cock, thick and throbbing, glistened with her wetness. "Now, you're going to suck me. And I expect a good job, understood?"
Ruan Mei stared at his length, then up at his face. A flicker of defiance remained in her eyes, but it was fading fast, replaced by exhausted arousal. Hesitating only a second, she reached out with a trembling hand, gripping his base. He was hot, heavy.
Swallowing hard, she opened her mouth and took him in. The texture, the salty-musky taste, the feel of his tip against her tongue and palate—it was another violation, but her body, already sensitized and flooded with hormones, responded with fresh tingles.
Daziel groaned loudly when Ruan Mei's warm, hesitant mouth enveloped his cockhead. "Yeah... suck it good, scientist. Show me how fast you learn." He fisted her hair—not violently, but firmly—guiding her movements, setting the pace.
At first, she was clumsy, almost robotic. Her theoretical knowledge of human anatomy hadn't prepared her for this raw reality. But the urgency in Daziel's breathing, the growls he let out each time she took him deeper, and—to her own surprise—a perverse spark of curiosity, made her try harder. She began using her tongue, timidly at first, then bolder, exploring his head, his slit, the thick vein pulsing under her tongue.
"Deeper, damn it! Take it all!" Daziel snarled, thrusting his hips forward, forcing more of his length down her throat. Ruan Mei gagged, tears welling, but didn't pull away.
She found a rhythm, alternating between deep sucks that made her jaw ache and teasing licks to his sensitive tip. The sound of her saliva mixing with his precum, the obscene wet noises, echoed in the silent hall. Daziel threw his head back, fingers tightening in her hair—not in pain, but pure ecstasy.
"Fuck, Ruan Mei... you've got talent, you smart little slut..." he panted, his body tensing. "Keep going... don't stop... I'm close—"
Feeling his tension, hearing his voice grow rougher, Ruan Mei subconsciously intensified her movements. His taste, once strange, was now almost addictive. A sense of submission and guilty pleasure began to bloom.
Daziel arched, a guttural groan tearing from his throat. "I'm gonna cum... open wide, Ruan Mei! Swallow it all!"
Then, he erupted. Thick, hot spurts flooded her mouth, the strong, salty taste overwhelming her senses. She swallowed instinctively—once, twice, three times—until there was nothing left. His cock still pulsed in her mouth, slowly softening.
When he finally released her, Ruan Mei knelt there, panting, a trickle of cum escaping the corner of her swollen lips. Her face was flushed, her eyes—once full of fear and humiliation—now held a strange glint, a mix of exhaustion and guilty pleasure she'd never admit.
Daziel watched her for a moment, chest heaving. A satisfied, almost cruel smile curved his lips. He straightened, his aura of dominance returning instantly.
"Good job, Doctor. Seems you have other... talents... beyond science." He reached down, wiping the corner of her mouth with his thumb—a gesture that could've been tender, but carried the weight of ownership.
Ruan Mei said nothing. She just stared up at him, breathing unevenly. His taste still on her tongue, the memory of his body over hers, the humiliation, the fear, and the newly discovered pleasure swirling inside her.
Then Daziel leaned down, grabbing her arms and hauling her up, flipping her back into missionary—but this time with one leg hooked over his shoulder again, leaving her completely exposed. He needed no more foreplay. His cock, already regaining some hardness, found her entrance—still wet, still receptive.
"Now... let's finish what we started—for real." His voice was a rough whisper, thick with anticipation and the promise of overwhelming pleasure.
He slammed into her with one deep thrust. Ruan Mei arched, fingers digging into his shoulders. The moan that tore from her lips held no hesitation or pain—just pure, guttural pleasure and absolute surrender. Her body, already fully awakened by the intense foreplay, welcomed him like he was the missing piece.
The feel of him filling her again, this time with a lewd familiarity, was electrifying. Every nerve in her body felt aflame. He didn't wait, setting a powerful, relentless pace. Her leg over his shoulder allowed impossibly deep penetration, each thrust striking her cervix, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her.
"Ah... Daziel—!" His name spilled from her lips—a whisper, a confession. It was the first time she'd said it during the act, a sign that the last barriers were crumbling.
He grinned at that, a predatory, satisfied smirk. "Yeah, moan my name, Ruan Mei. Let me hear how much you love it." He sped up, his thrusts growing wilder, more desperate. The sound of skin slapping, their mingled moans, filled the metallic hall—an obscene symphony of lust.
Ruan Mei lost track of time, of place. There was only Daziel, his cock inside her, the scorching pleasure consuming her. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, her hips moving in sync with his, seeking more, always more. She felt her climax building, a rising tide of delicious tension in her core. Her nipples, already abused and sensitive, rubbed against his chest, sending fresh sparks of pleasure.
"You're so... tight... so fucking hot..." Daziel growled, voice thick with lust. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips, lifting her slightly to meet his thrusts with even more precision. Every movement seemed calculated to drive her to the edge.
Ruan Mei's world narrowed to only his cock—thick, pulsing, sliding in and out, faster, deeper. She could feel the pressure coiling tighter, the knot of pleasure in her clit almost painful. Her breathing was shallow, broken by high-pitched whimpers.
"I'm gonna... I'm gonna—" she managed to gasp, her voice barely recognizable.
"Cum for me, Ruan Mei! Cum!" Daziel commanded, his own thrusts turning erratic, his release imminent.
Then—it hit. A blinding explosion of pleasure wracked her body. She convulsed, her inner walls clamping down on his cock in spasms. High-pitched cries tore from her throat as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, leaving her breathless, mind blank. It was the most intense, overwhelming orgasm of her life.
At the same time, feeling her clench around him, Daziel reached his peak. With a deep, guttural roar, he buried himself to the hilt, unleashing his hot, thick load inside her.
As the white liquid gushed out, Ruan Mei was filled to the brim.
The cold, mechanical prompt, like a judgment bell, once again sounded in Daziel's mind.
"Plim!"
[Target Ruan Mei's Corruption Value increased by 6%]
[Current Corruption Value: 50%]
[Mission complete. "Propagation Emanator Body Modification Plan" reward has been delivered. Please check.]
[Propagation Emanator Body Modification Plan: An optimized version of Ruan Mei's research results, she will be interested in it.]
[Host, please continue your efforts. Next, you should know what to do!]
With a slight thought from Daziel, a data stream condensing countless complex knowledge and advanced concepts appeared out of thin air in his hand, emitting a faint light.
He casually tossed it, and the data, carrying the optimized direction of Ruan Mei's lifelong pursuit, floated lightly into her trembling embrace.
Ruan Mei subconsciously caught it, her fingertips trembling at the touch of the cool data storage medium.
She looked down in a daze, her gaze sweeping over the document's title. The moment she saw it, her pupils suddenly constricted.
From initial confusion, to incredulous shock, then to a complex emotion of mixed fear and fanaticism churning in her eyes. This data... the knowledge contained in this data... was simply... simply a miracle beyond her current understanding!
"You... where did you... obtain this?"
Ruan Mei's voice was hoarse, carrying an uncontrollable tremor as she looked up at Daziel, as if looking at an incomprehensible monster.
Daziel met her shocked gaze, his tone flat and unwavering, yet carrying an all-knowing arrogance.
"I told you, the things I know are far more numerous than you imagine."
Ruan Mei held the data, her fingertips white from the force of her grip.
She murmured to herself, her voice filled with reverence and longing for knowledge, "Such... such an exquisitely ingenious concept... optimizing all bottlenecks... how much wisdom and accumulated time would this require... I... I cannot imagine..."
Daziel interrupted her daze, his voice suddenly turning cold.
"This data wasn't given to you for free."
Ruan Mei's body stiffened, and she snapped back to reality, looking at Daziel warily.
Daziel took a step forward, looking down at her.
"With this, you should be capable of creating a new Propagation Embryo for me, right?"
His request was clear and direct, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Only the embryo is needed."
Daziel added, his tone carrying a matter-of-fact command. "As for the shaping... the specific image, I will transmit it to you later."
Ruan Mei's expression flickered, her mind in turmoil.
The temptation of this data was too great, an almost irresistible poison.
But to serve this man who controlled her every aspect...
She took a deep breath, struggling to speak, "Then... then we must first dispose of that... that abandoned failure in the Master Control Zone... Its very existence is a huge hidden danger..."
"We go now." Daziel made an immediate decision, giving her no opportunity for delay.
His gaze, sharp as a blade, fell on Ruan Mei.
"You're coming too."
Hearing Daziel's words, the color instantly drained from Ruan Mei's delicate face, leaving it pale and cold.
Humiliation, like a venomous snake, coiled tightly around her heart, almost suffocating her.
She dared not defy Daziel's cold command, only able to bite her soft lower lip hard with her teeth, leaving deep marks.
She struggled, wanting to stand up from the sofa, but her legs felt as if filled with lead, trembling uncontrollably and violently.
Just as she managed to support her body, a sticky, warm, translucent white liquid uncontrollably trickled down the inside of her smooth, delicate thigh.
The liquid dripped onto the cold, smooth metal floor, making a barely audible soft sound, yet leaving an ambiguous and glaring trace, deeply seared into her retinas, becoming an indelible symbol of shame.
Ruan Mei's body stiffened abruptly, almost as a reflex. She subconsciously wanted to find something to wipe away this humiliating filth.
However, just as she began to move, a cold, sharp gaze, like a tangible force, pinned her to the spot.
Daziel's voice was flat, devoid of any human warmth. "Follow me just like this."
"No need to wipe it."
He paused, then added, each word like an ice pick stabbing into Ruan Mei's heart.
"And don't even think about secretly taking any blocking drugs."
Ruan Mei's entire body trembled violently. Those eyes, which always held the light of wisdom, were now filled only with an almost collapsing despair and terror.
"But... but like this... I'll get pregnant, right?"
Her voice was so faint it was almost inaudible, like the buzzing of a mosquito, carrying an undisguisable, primal fear.
A cruel arc slowly formed on Daziel's lips, that smile more terrifying in her eyes than any demon's.
"Didn't I already tell you? This is a great life study we are conducting together."
His gaze fell on her still-flat abdomen, carrying a chilling scrutiny.
"If there are indeed research results worth observing, wouldn't that be even better?"
"Surely... you don't want to personally destroy our joint research results, Ms. Ruan Mei?"
This heavy accusation was ruthlessly pressed upon her, so heavy she could barely breathe, her very soul trembling.
Ruan Mei's fingers clutched the hem of her magnificent qipao tightly, her knuckles white from excessive force, appearing pathologically pale.
Humiliation, fear, unwillingness, anger... countless emotions churned and clashed wildly within her chest, yet ultimately, they could only transform into silent despair.
Finally, she could only slowly lower her once incomparably proud head, daring not to utter another word.
The distinct foreign sensation within her body, mixed with the overwhelming psychological shame, made every step she took incredibly difficult, as if walking on a mountain of knives and a sea of fire.
Her steps were unsteady and weak, as if treading on thick clouds, or as if each step landed on red-hot needlepoints.
From time to time, translucent liquid would still trickle down and fall to the floor.
Daziel walked ahead of her, his steps firm and powerful.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, silently traversed the cold, empty, metallic-gleaming corridors of the space station.
In the silent environment, only the monotonous sound of their two sets of footsteps echoed, again, and again, like a heavy hammer striking Ruan Mei's heart, infinitely amplifying her inner torment and humiliation.
She could clearly feel that the sticky, wet sensation had not disappeared; instead, with movement, it became an even clearer reminder of everything that had just happened.
That feeling was like an invisible, scalding brand, deeply searing her skin, and even more so, her already shattered dignity.
Even she herself didn't know, her heart had already been corrupted.
After an unknown amount of time, they finally reached the deepest part of the Master Control Zone.
A massive, heavy alloy door, flickering with faint blue runes, blocked their path. Behind the door lay Ruan Mei's most secret private laboratory, where she had poured countless efforts.
There, her ambitions were hidden, and the taboo involving the Propagation Emanator was gestating.
As Daziel casually pushed open the door, a complex and intense aroma assaulted them—the unique smell of nutrient solution mixed with a strange, unsettling energy fluctuation.
Behind the door was an unimaginably huge underground space. Dim blue emergency lights flickered on the surrounding walls, illuminating the cold outlines of metal structures.
In the absolute center of the space stood a colossal cultivation tank, so enormous it was unnerving, its volume occupying almost half the entire underground area.
Countless thick pipelines, like giant pythons, coiled around and connected to it, continuously supplying energy and substances, maintaining the delicate balance of the internal environment.
Through the translucent, strangely glowing outer wall of the container, a large, twisted, ominous, and terrifying shadow could be vaguely seen, looming in the viscous culture fluid.
Its outline was ferocious and terrifying; merely looking at it from a distance, one could feel a tyranny and madness originating from an ancient beast.
Daziel, as if a monarch, slowly walked onto a high platform nearby. His gaze was sharp, easily piercing through the thick container wall.
He clearly saw the terrifying creation lurking within, a sight that could make one's soul tremble.
It was a failed replica of an Emanator of Tayzzyronth, the Aeon of Propagation.
It was a flawed projection of Skaracabaz, the Star-Crushing Swarm King who had once brought the locust plague to the universe.
It was a giant silverfish-like creation that had inherited part of the terrifying power of the Swarm King's Maw.
Merely looking at it through the container wall, Daziel could feel that pure, tyrannical will capable of tearing apart stars and devouring all things.
However, Daziel's eyes remained as calm as an abyss, without the slightest ripple, as if what lay before him was just a slightly larger bug.
"So this is it?"
His voice was flat, betraying no emotion.
"Just need to eliminate it completely, and the trouble is solved, right?"
Ruan Mei stood a few steps behind him, her body ramrod straight from fear and nervousness.
She gazed at the monster she had personally created within the container, her eyes filled with an extremely complex mix of emotions.
There was the scrutiny and fascination of a creator facing their work, as well as regret for this failure.
"Its life activity cycle was designed to be extremely short, theoretically capable of maintaining existence for only fifty-six seconds."
Her voice was faint, carrying a hint of dissuasion she herself hadn't noticed.
"Once the time is up, it will naturally disintegrate completely due to an unstable energy structure. You actually... don't need to do it yourself..."
This was where it differed from the original plot.
In the original plot, Ruan Mei used the Trailblazer to test the replica she created. Here, however, she had put away such petty schemes.
After all, she no longer had the heart to resist Daziel, let alone use him.
This kind of so-called genius, although proud at heart, once that pride is crushed, becomes a sow at the mercy of others.
She paused for a moment, seemingly mustering her courage.
"If... if that's not acceptable... I can also immediately activate the emergency destruction procedure and completely purify this place..."
Daziel, however, directly interrupted her, a clear interest in his tone.
"That won't be necessary."
"Coincidentally, I also want to personally verify just how strong my body has become after devouring Hulei's heart."
Before his words faded, a baseball bat, gleaming with a cold metallic light, had appeared out of thin air in his hand.
It was the very same one used in the lounge earlier to "teach" Ruan Mei, leaving an unforgettable mark on her.
This bat could be big or small, and along with Daziel's other 'bat,' it was truly unbearable for Ruan Mei.
The moment Ruan Mei saw that baseball bat appear, her body, as if struck by an electric current, trembled uncontrollably. The last trace of color also vanished from her face.
Daziel said no more. His figure flashed like a phantom, and he leaped directly from the several-meter-high platform!
His figure was agile, landing steadily on the empty ground in front of the giant cultivation tank. He landed silently, yet carried an invisible, heavy pressure.
Almost at the same instant his feet touched the ground, the energy inside the cultivation tank suddenly went berserk!
The viscous culture fluid churned violently, the massive shadow madly ramming against the inner wall of the container!
The container wall emitted an overwhelmed, teeth-grating sound, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly at a visible speed!
"Boom—!"
An earth-shattering roar!
The sturdy, special alloy cultivation tank exploded violently!
Viscous, foul-smelling culture fluid sprayed outwards in all directions like a tsunami.
A colossal star-devouring insect, so large it obscured vision, savage beyond compare, broke free from its final restraints. With an aura of utter destruction, it descended upon this space!
Skaracabaz!
Even as merely a genetically incomplete, energetically unstable replica, the might it emanated was still like that of a god's descent, heaven-shaking and earth-shattering!
It possessed a thick carapace like shattered stars, glinting with a dark metallic luster.
Its countless compound eyes, now like innumerable fiercely burning dark red nebulae, instantly locked onto Daziel, who appeared as small as an ant.
Its massive mouthparts, capable of easily crushing starship armor, suddenly opened, condensing a heart-palpitating, destructive, terrifying energy within!
Fission Spines & Venom!
In an instant, a dark green, highly corrosive poisonous mist erupted like a tide, instantly filling half the underground space. The air sizzled, and the hard metal floor, as if splashed with strong acid, rapidly became pitted and uneven!
Daziel's figure, however, flashed just as the poisonous mist was about to reach him, his speed so fast that only a blurred afterimage remained in his place!
As if teleporting, he easily dodged the area enveloped by the poisonous mist. The baseball bat in his hand tore through the air, carrying a sharp, piercing whistle as it swung out ferociously!
Pyrolytic Death Ray!
At the same time, a blazing white, dazzling beam of light, seemingly capable of melting all things, shot out from the Swarm King's massive mouthparts. Its core temperature was enough to instantly melt gold and liquefy iron!
Facing this attack, which could threaten even Emanator-level beings, Daziel surprisingly didn't dodge, but instead met the blazing white death ray head-on, smashing his baseball bat into it!
A faint, almost transparent energy film instantly appeared on the surface of the baseball bat, emitting strange fluctuations.
That blazing white death ray, capable of destroying everything, upon contact with the baseball bat, strangely split in two, like water cleaved by a divine weapon. It wildly diverged to Daziel's sides, blasting two huge holes in the wall behind him!
"Bang!"
A dull thud, like the beating of an ancient war drum!
Daziel's baseball bat solidly, without any flourish, smashed onto the Swarm King's seemingly indestructible Broodspawn Carapace!
The hard insect armor, capable of withstanding the bombardment of small star-destroyer cannons, instantly caved in deeply under this blow, like fragile ceramic. It then emitted a sickening cracking sound, and countless fissures spread like a spiderweb!
The Swarm King let out a sharp, painful, deafening shriek. Its mountain-like, colossal body was actually knocked off balance by this single strike, staggering back several steps awkwardly!
Ruan Mei, standing on the high platform, was already dumbfounded, having almost forgotten to even breathe.
This... how is this possible?!
That was a terrifying creation she had expended countless resources and effort on, simulating partial Emanator authority!
Although it was only a semi-finished product, its defensive capabilities were definitely far beyond the limits of conventional understanding!
Daziel's power... his power... had actually reached such an unbelievably terrifying level?!
The Swarm King was thoroughly enraged, entering a berserk state. More scythe-like, savage appendages waved frantically, its entire body's energy surging like a boiling cauldron.
It attempted to launch an even more ferocious, more destructive counterattack.
But Daziel's speed was faster than its, his strength displaying a crushing, almost barbaric dominance!
The baseball bat in his hand seemed to come alive, transforming into a sky full of bat shadows, raining down like a torrential storm.
Each swing carried the force of a thunderbolt, yet landed with incomparable precision on the extremely hidden, vulnerable nodes of the Swarm King's body structure.
Every collision was inevitably accompanied by the crisp, explosive sound of shattering carapace, and the Swarm King's increasingly pitiful shrieks.
The entire battle process was dazzlingly fast, yet so clear it was terrifying.
From the Swarm King breaking out of the cultivation tank to the end of the battle, it all added up to less than thirty seconds!
That Emanator replica, upon which Ruan Mei had expended countless efforts, pinned twisted hopes, and even regarded as one of her highest research achievements...
Under Daziel's almost playful, absolutely crushing offensive, it was beaten without any ability to fight back, retreating step by step, its massive body covered in savage wounds.
Finally, with Daziel's last blow, gathering terrifying power…
The baseball bat, like a red-hot iron poker inserted into butter, easily pierced through the Swarm King's core region.
The Swarm King's massive body suddenly stiffened, all its movements ceasing abruptly. The burning nebulae in its compound eyes rapidly dimmed.
Then, the energy within its body collapsed like a bursting dam.
Its massive body, like a punctured balloon, rapidly withered, disintegrated, and dissipated at a visible speed.
In the end, only a pile of harmless, charred organic remains, emitting a burnt smell, was left on the ground.
The battle was over.
Daziel stood casually amidst the wreckage, nonchalantly shouldering the baseball bat that still gleamed with a cold light.
His body was still spotless, his breathing not even slightly disturbed.
As if, just now, he had merely casually swatted a slightly larger fly.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the pervading dust, landing on Ruan Mei, who was still in a state of extreme shock and daze on the high platform.
"What, just that expression?"
Daziel's voice, tinged with amusement, broke the dead silence.
"Don't you know how to flatter, to please your superior?"
Ruan Mei, as if startled awake, snapped back to reality, meeting Daziel's eyes, which were as deep as the night sky, yet carried a playful and oppressive air.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found her throat terribly dry, unable to utter a single word.
After several seconds, she finally found her voice, still carrying a trace of a genius scholar's final reserve and detachment.
"I... I am not good at engaging in meaningless communication with people, nor... nor do I know how to flatter others."
Daziel's brow arched almost imperceptibly, his tone laced with clear displeasure, an invisible pressure washing over Ruan Mei like a tide.
"If you don't know, you can learn."
"Such a trivial matter, do I really need to teach you personally, Ms. Ruan Mei?"
That cold, oppressive feeling washed over her, instantly crushing the last shred of luck in Ruan Mei's heart.
She vividly recalled all the humiliation and torture she had endured earlier in the lounge, her body once again trembling uncontrollably.
Humiliation, fear, unwillingness...
And a nascent awe for this absolute, irresistible power...
A certain unspeakable palpitation, madly intertwining in her heart.
Yes, she had already fallen somewhat.
She bit her lip hard, her nails digging deeply into the tender flesh of her palm, the sharp pain barely keeping her from collapsing.
Finally, with difficulty and humiliation, she forced out a few words in a low voice.
That voice trembled noticeably, filled with reluctance and unwillingness, as if each word was squeezed from between her teeth.
"You... were... truly... amazing... Master."
Hearing this address, Daziel finally showed a satisfied smile, like a child who had received a beloved toy, but his gaze remained sharp, clearly not intending to let her off so easily.
"And?"
His gaze swept over her slowly, like a physical touch, assessing, with undisguised amusement.
Ruan Mei closed her eyes painfully, her long eyelashes trembling violently, as if exhausting all her strength, and all her pride as a genius in this lifetime.
When she spoke again, her voice was almost inaudible, yet exceptionally clear to Daziel's ears.
In that voice, there was a self-abandonment, as if she had given up all hope, and a certain twisted, morbid anticipation that even she herself hadn't noticed.
"I hope... I hope that... that baseball bat..."
"Later... can... can continue to be used on... used on me..."
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