The battle between "Black Sperm" and "Orochi's" flesh quickly reached a fever pitch.
As one side waned and the other waxed, the war shifted from its initial desperate stalemate into Black Sperm's one-sided feast of consumption and evolution!
"Orochi's" fleshy tentacles no longer possessed their initial might, falling into an absolute disadvantage in this battle of devouring for survival!
Still desperately chewing and spraying out cells, "Black Sperm's" main body viciously tore into the flesh in his mouth. Feeling its terrifying vitality as it thrashed and struggled desperately between his teeth, he spread his lips into a victor's grin!
So what if his opponent was the once-invincible Monster King "Orochi"? In this war, he, "Black Sperm," had the last laugh!!
It could be said that the battle had been definitively over the moment Black Sperm's army established a foothold!
Sensible troop deployment was only part of the reason. More importantly, every individual Black Sperm acted under the direction of the same will, achieving an almost absurd degree of unity!
Their powerful discipline kept the single-celled Black Sperms, inferior to "Orochi's" flesh in every respect, from being wiped out in one wave in this struggle for survival. They held the defensive line at the cost of their own lives, giving the main body behind them time to devour and digest, accelerating his proliferation and producing more individuals to strengthen their forces!
After all, when it came to the art of mass-producing troops, Black Sperm was a professional!
Ultimately, "Orochi's" flesh suffered from insufficient energy, and the attacks it could muster were truly limited by a Dragon-level Monster's standards.
Having failed to take his opponent down in one push, he was doomed to lose with nothing but his enormous bulk!!
Although "Orochi" also unleashed his last reserves of strength during the battle,