Thunder Dragon shook its long whiskers and stretched out its serpentine body. With a flick in midair, it came down like a noose and cinched around the "Darkness."
"Darkness" struggled, but couldn't break free. Instead, the lightning and thunder coursing through it set its whole body ablaze, arcs of electricity burrowing into its flesh like blood flukes.
It immediately twisted its two-meter-tall body, slipping free of Thunder Dragon's snare like a fish. Its shadow flickered, and it appeared in the distance.
However, Gelman had held back while Thunder Dragon restrained "Darkness." He had been waiting for this exact moment.
He predicted "Darkness's" teleport and landing point with precision. Almost as soon as "Darkness" moved, he charged in, wielding the Scythe of Funeral and Thunder Hammer.
Seeing Gelman right in front of it, "Darkness" furrowed its brow. It had no choice but to use the Space Pocket Watch again, hoping to interrupt Gelman's assault once more.
But the Space Pocket Watch didn't swing from side to side as "Darkness" expected. Instead, it hung motionless in midair.
Startled, it looked down and saw that the Space Pocket Watch had twisted into a strange, soft hook shape!
At some point, the Flesh Badge had contaminated it, covering it in writhing chunks of flesh and even changing its properties!
After the first forced teleport, Gelman had noticed something strange about the Space Pocket Watch.
So, each time, he had deliberately gone all out, clashing head-on with the Demon King Greatsword in "Darkness's" hands.
Little by little, he had diverted "Darkness's" attention, while gradually contaminating the Space Pocket Watch with the Flesh Badge.
Until this moment.
Once the contamination reached a certain point, it detonated inside the Space Pocket Watch like a bomb.
Pfft—
The Space Pocket Watch burst apart. A faceless, alien-looking snake shot