Black Imp

"Let's try and see how to use it." The two Black Imps looked anxious.

One of them pulled out a Stone Knife from his waist, sliced open his finger, and pressed the dripping blood against the metal outer wall.

"Useless." The imp shook his head.

Mo Ling watched them in complete confusion.

"Use a finger," the other imp ordered.

Hearing that, the imp who had cut his finger seemed frightened and tried to back away.

But the imp giving the order grabbed him, pinned his hand against the metal block, snatched the Stone Knife, and brought it down in one swift motion.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere as a finger was severed and dropped to the ground.

The fingerless imp clutched his hand and wailed on the ground, blood flowing without stop.

Mo Ling collapsed onto the ground in fright.

Luckily, there's still a layer of metal between me and the outside.

But the imp tormenting his companion did not seem satisfied. He grabbed the one on the ground and smashed him against the Cube.

He cut off his palm, arm, ankle, ear...

As if dismembering him, the imp pressed his companion's various limbs and organs against the metal block one by one.

It was as though he were testing something.

As he tried each one, the imp muttered to himself, "Not this. Not this either."

Mo Ling was so horrified by the bloody scene that he could not move.

What kind of creature was this?

After trying every organ, the imp opened his companion's bundle and took out everything inside.

As if performing a ritual, he laid the items one by one on the ground around the metal block.

Clothes, food, tools...

There were not many things in the bundle. The Black Imp impatiently dumped them all out.

His venomous gaze turned toward the metal block again, as though he were expecting something.

"This isn't right either!" The imp grew impatient and viciously kicked the metal block.

The clawed foot kicked toward him, and Mo Ling instinctively dodged backward.

Bang!

The metal block did not move at all. The only one injured was the enraged imp.

After resting briefly, the imp picked up the objects on the ground and pressed them against the metal wall, still refusing to stop trying.

Nothing happened.

At last, the imp gave up, packed his things, and prepared to leave.

This time, Mo Ling was unwilling to let him go.

I have to make it keep attacking. Mo Ling gradually grew bolder.

The imp had intended to gather the objects from the ground. Mo Ling targeted one of them and took it into his storage.

The berries on the ground vanished.

One after another, the berries on the ground were quickly swept clean.

The imp's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly pulled several handfuls of berries from his own bundle.

Mo Ling accepted every one of them and claimed all the berries for himself.

Even if this imp can't save me, at least it can stockpile some food.

The imp emptied all the berries from his bundle, then ran out of Mo Ling's perception range.

When he returned, his arms were full of berries.

After only some had been stored, there was not much room left inside the metal block. Mo Ling needed to leave himself some space to move, so he stopped teleporting them.

Seeing that the berries in his hands no longer disappeared, the imp was delighted again. He put them down and ran off into the distance.

What was he doing?

When Mo Ling saw the imp again, he was covered in blood and deep wounds, staggering as he walked.

He came to the metal block while constantly looking back, then hurriedly hid behind it.

Before Mo Ling could inspect him closely, a tremendous impact struck.

The metal block was actually knocked over ninety degrees!

Fortunately, the imp dodged in time. Otherwise, he would have been crushed into pulp.

Mo Ling was thrown about inside and slammed heavily against the inner wall.

Struggling to look over, he saw a ferocious wild boar-like creature lying on the ground in agony. Steam rose from its back, and its eyes glowed with devouring red light.

The creature quickly got back up. The armor on its back stood erect, then it curled into a ball and rolled toward the imp again.

The imp hurriedly hid behind the metal block once more. Overheated red light burst from the spherical creature's body as it suddenly accelerated and chased after him.

The imp circled the metal block like an emperor circling a pillar, narrowly avoiding several collisions with Mo Ling in the middle.

No, if it keeps hitting me, I won't be able to take it either.

The metal block was tough enough, but Mo Ling inside was only flesh and blood.

Mo Ling made a snap decision. He quickly teleported several rocks inside, then threw them onto the rolling creature's path.

But red light flashed from the rolling ball, and when it struck the rocks, it shattered them outright.

What kind of power was that?

Mo Ling teleported a trap onto the ground, but the rolling ball could leap over it in time.

Within this limited field of view, he could not find anything harder than stone.

There was only one last method.

Mo Ling focused his perception on the rolling ball.

Teleport!

Inside the metal space, a bloody cubic chunk of flesh appeared.

The red light on the rolling ball's body vanished as well, and it fell to the ground.

Its curled body spread open. Part of one of its forelimbs had disappeared, leaving only a Cubical Void.

Blood slowly seeped out along the extremely smooth cross-section.

It worked! Mo Ling immediately pressed his advantage.

Cubical Voids of all sizes continuously appeared across the rolling creature's body, leaving it riddled with holes.

Mo Ling tossed the chunks of meat he had teleported in back outside, causing a rain of flesh to fall through the rainforest.

Very soon, the rolling creature was reduced to an irregular pile of rotten meat, with smooth planes still faintly visible across it.

The puddle was filled with cubic chunks of flesh in all sizes.

"Done." Mo Ling let out a long breath.

Within his field of view, the lush green of the rainforest had been dyed red.

The Black Imp lay on the ground, hugging his head and trembling. Only after there was no more movement did he slowly stand up.

He looked around, and upon seeing the scene around him, fled from view in terror, scrambling on all fours.

None of his original arrogance remained.

After the adrenaline faded, Mo Ling began to feel sick as he looked at the bloody situation outside.

Fortunately, he had even eaten earthworms, and Mo Ling had become increasingly thick-skinned.

I'm trapped here waiting to die anyway. Why should I be afraid of feeling sick?

However, the imp who seemed to be his only hope of rescue had also been scared away.

Rain began to fall outside. The rushing rainwater washed away every trace of blood, while raindrops struck the metal block.

The patter of rain and the life-filled scent of earth filled Mo Ling's perception.

"What a strange feeling."

His emotions finally settled, and the exhausted Mo Ling fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke again, his field of view had changed.

The scenery around him was constantly moving backward. The metal block had been placed on a cart.

Moreover, a circle of berries had been arranged around it on the cart's boards.

Two Black Imps struggled to pull the cart from the front, as though they were transporting the metal block somewhere.

Mo Ling immediately became alert.

Black figures continually flashed past outside his field of view. It seemed there were many more imps nearby.

Very soon, an imp hurried over.

"Pull this to the front, quickly! The humans are about to break through!"