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"Mismagius!"
Mismagius raised the ribbon-like appendages hanging before it, curled their ends into fists, and threw a vicious punch at the transparent tank filled with red liquid!
"BOOM!"
Though it did not excel at physical attacks, Mismagius was still a five-star Magic Spirit with a full 2500 attack power.
That single punch shattered the transparent tank without the slightest suspense!
In an instant, the boiling red liquid erupted from the rupture, accompanied by a great cloud of steam.
A long, alarm-like wail suddenly rang out from within the tank.
Mismagius blinked and looked up toward the source of the alarm, only to suddenly feel an immensely powerful pulling force from behind its head.
It wanted to continue, but its vision swayed, and it had already returned to its Magitech Card.
Dark swiftly entered the passage and slammed the door shut.
The next instant, the red tank violently self-destructed!
"BOOM!"
The terrifying blast penetrated the door and echoed through the passage for a long time.
"The monsters and devices here seem rather fond of self-destructing."
Only after the sound subsided did Dark spread his hands with an innocent look.
In the depths of the darkness lay the final room.
A great number of pipes led here from every direction. Condensed red liquid flowed from the pipes, slowly draining into a pool filled with the same red liquid.
One side of the pool pressed against the wall, its flowing liquid as scarlet as blood.
On the wall beside it, two iron chains as thick as arms hung down from either side. An armored humanoid with disheveled hair was suspended between them, with only its dangling feet submerged in the pool.
The red liquid in the pool flowed backward up its long, beast-claw-like toes, absorbed