In her terror, Fang Shaoli saw a woman's face on the body of the Twisted Undead.
It was Carrie!
"Master, I'm in so much pain!" Carrie wailed, her twisted face stained with translucent blood tears.
What was going on?
The Twisted Undead didn't give Fang Shaoli time to think, it had already smashed through the glass and entered the room.
Fang Shaoli hastily fought back, but the Twisted Undead was already an advanced-stage Grand Commander, not something she could resist.
With just one collision, Fang Shaoli's bones were shattered and fractured, and she vomited a pool of fresh blood.
The Twisted Undead moved quickly, its flailing arms reaching for Fang Shaoli.
Having reached a life-or-death moment, Fang Shaoli no longer held back, tearing open her clothes to reveal her wheat-colored skin underneath.
It must be said that this woman had an excellent figure; if she were to undress in front of a normal man, it's estimated that few men could resist.
But she was in front of the Twisted Undead, which would have no reaction, only wanting to eat her even more.
And Fang Shaoli wasn't trying to charm the Twisted Undead; she was trying to release the Sudden Death Poison Mother within her body.
She laughed uncontrollably, her muscles rapidly bulging, eventually becoming like chunks of granite, stacked on her body.
Her entire face also became extremely ugly, showing no trace of being a woman anymore.
The Sudden Death Poison Mother opened its ugly mouth, and its saliva sizzled as it dripped onto the ground.
The next moment, the battle between the Sudden Death Poison Mother and the Twisted Undead was about to erupt.
The entire villa became their battlefield; with every collision, the surroundings shook like an earthquake!
However, after only a few minutes, the Sudden Death Poison Mother was firmly gripped by the Twisted Undead.
The power gap between the two was still too great.
After devouring the Sudden Death Poison Mother in a few bites, an endless feeling of hunger surged again.
"So hungry!" The Twisted Undead roared continuously.
Hunger drove it to continue searching for other Black Vatican members on the island.
On this day, Black Vatican members fell into unprecedented fear; no matter where they hid, they would be found by the Twisted Undead.
What awaited them was being torn apart and devoured alive, eventually merging with the Twisted Undead.
The powerful strength of the Twisted Undead was such that even the Gold Battle Hunter Group dared not easily confront it.
When the Judgment Association reported the news from the island, the Magic Association issued an order: do not interfere with the Twisted Undead's hunting of the Black Vatican, just ensure it does not suddenly attack ordinary people.
Roars occasionally echoed from the island, terrifying everyone, fearing that the terrifying Twisted Undead would appear before them.
However, they didn't remain anxious for long; the Twisted Undead had already killed all Black Vatican members on the island and then suddenly disappeared, with no one knowing where it went.
Only in a certain information file of the higher-ups was the Ancient King once again added to the record.
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Meanwhile, the China National Team had already arrived in Korea for training.
Korea National Pavilion Duel Arena.
"I'm not talking about you personally; I mean every single one of you is trash!" Mo Fan raised his middle finger, showing a friendly gesture to the Korean mages.
The Korean mages were furious but dared not speak, their eyes practically spitting fire.
Mo Fan wouldn't do this for no reason; the reason was that he was disgusted the moment he arrived in this country.
For example, during the National Pavilion sparring, they didn't give the China National Team any rest time; they started sparring directly after just one meal.
Furthermore, they got to choose the sparring rules and opponents, fully demonstrating their home-field advantage.
It should be known that the National Pavilions of other countries discuss sparring rules, prioritizing the opinions of the visiting National College Team, and also giving the National College Team priority in selecting opponents, not giving themselves any home-field advantage.
Of course, none of this mattered much.
What was most infuriating was that before the sparring began, many members of the China National Team started having diarrhea, and even Nan Rongni's healing couldn't do much.
They immediately realized that Korea had poisoned them.
But Korea adamantly denied it.
Everyone was completely disgusted, and Mo Fan was even more furious, swearing to overturn the Korean National Pavilion.
Fortunately, Korea chose Mo Fan first.
So Mo Fan alone defeated the Korean team.
"Damn, that really let out some pent-up anger. These Korean guys are too disgusting, with no magical competition ethics at all. They deserve not even being able to enter the Venice National Mansion War. Ptooey!" After the sparring ended, Mo Fan was still cursing.
"It's an old tradition of Korea. Not only are they weak, but they also like to play a lot of disgusting dirty tricks. Many National College Teams are unwilling to come here. Our instructor told us to come here just to experience the 'local customs' to prevent us from being tricked elsewhere," Ai Jiangtu said.
"They really disgust me to death!" Mo Fan cursed.
"We're only sparring in Korea; there's no need for training. We'll depart for the next country tonight," Jiang Yuan said.
"Let's go, let's go. I never want to come to Korea again in my life," Mo Fan said impatiently.
Everyone nodded, deciding not to wait until night, and bought tickets to leave immediately.
Tickets were quickly booked, and everyone rushed to the airport to wait for takeoff.
"Do you know something big happened back home?" Jiang Shaoxu suddenly asked.
"What? Which city was attacked by demons?" Mo Fan had experienced two demon attacks, the memory was deep, and he immediately thought of that.
Jiang Shaoxu shook her head.
"Is it the Jianghai Island incident?" Mu Ningjiao recalled the domestic news she had heard recently.
"Yes." Jiang Shaoxu nodded.
When the others heard this news, their recently piqued curiosity immediately disappeared.
Only Mo Fan's eyes widened: "What happened? Tell me! What do you mean by telling half of it???
"You spend all day looking at the long legs on the street, you don't even know what happened on Jianghai Island back home. This matter has caused quite a stir internationally," Guan Yu said.
"No, then tell me!"
Mo Fan was dying of impatience, his curiosity making him restless.
"A large number of Black Vatican members appeared on Jianghai Island, and they all died," Mu Ningxue said coldly.
"Ah? Who did it?" Mo Fan was shocked.
"It seems to be a very terrifying and Twisted Undead. I heard it has dozens of faces on its body and dozens of pairs of hands and feet, but there's no more specific information," Zhao Manyan explained.
Not many people knew about the Twisted Undead.
But Mo Fan, as a witness, had seen it with his own eyes, and it had brought him immense shock at the time.
When Zhao Manyan described it like that, he immediately thought of the Twisted Undead.
"I know! It must be the Twisted Undead!" Mo Fan exclaimed.
"Twisted Undead?"
Guan Yu and the others looked puzzled.
"Yes, this undead was when the Ancient King was in the Ancient Capital—" Mo Fan vividly recounted what he had witnessed that day in the Ancient Capital, with strong imagery.
Everyone listened, stunned.
And the instigator of it all, Jiang Yuan, was meditating with his eyes closed, planning to quickly raise his Space to high-level cultivation!