"Hahaha," on the other side of the Void Night Palace, Grimm Joe laughed loudly as he looked at the petite figure approaching him, "Is this what you are capable of?" Hold me to the ground and want me to be slaughtered by you?" He pulled out the knife hanging from his waist, "You're naïve."

"Of course it won't be that simple," Perciner's knife resembled a small dagger, and the hilt was inlaid with several stones that glowed purple.

She stood two steps away from Grimmajo, a lilac flash swirling and solidifying into a sphere on the tip of her sword, and it continued to expand as she spoke, "Grimmaqiao can kill little Ruby, which means that it won't be so weak," she raised her knife and pointed at Grimmajo, "The concubine is right."

It's a virtual flash! Grim Joe was shocked, at such a close distance, it was not pleasant to eat a big void flash. But his feet were fixed in place and he couldn't move...... In a hurry, he had no choice, so he raised his knife and prepared to take it hard.

"Look at the move, slippery blow!" Just as the void flash in Persine's hand was about to explode, a cloud of slime flew from nowhere and submerged Persine's knife and her arm.

Perciner looked at the entire knife with the unknown white slime in his hand in amazement, and his face changed instantly, "Ah! It's disgusting!" The purple light on the tip of the knife disappeared without a trace in an instant, and she hurriedly threw the disgusting liquid around, but it seemed to be stuck to her own hand, and she couldn't shake it off anyway.

"Hmph, I'll just say it," a stag beetle-like head appeared behind one side of the stone pillar, and his face was full of pride, "No matter what the other party's identity is, as long as it is stained with my special slime, he will lose his fighting spirit in an instant."

"Yes," a low-level man with an unusually strange appearance and an unusually large face looked at Perciner, who was already on the verge of collapse, "Pesher is really powerful." There was a very strange epilogue in his words, which sounded like a great contrast to his big face.

"Really," a little green-haired girl grabbed their necks and climbed on top of their heads, "can you teach Nilou?"

The stag beetle shook its head triumphantly, "This is a special attack that only I, Pesie Kadiche, can unleash, and I can't learn it if I want to."

Perciner here retreated again and again, her eyes no longer had the same indifference as before, but a sense of panic formed by disgust to the limit, "How can the concubine's body be contaminated by such a filthy thing!" The knife in her hand fell off her hand and fell to the ground.

"Hey, it's not good for the enemy to drop their weapons right now," Grimmjo appeared behind Perciner in the blink of an eye, the knife in his hand piercing Perciner's chest in front of him without pause.

"Thou ......," Perzel tried to say something, but blood spurted from his mouth.

In the distance, two weird-looking little girls pulled down the top of their heads, covering her eyes one left and one right, "Don't look at the drops, let's go play with some drops."

"Yes, Nilou, how about you come after us?" The stag beetle head glanced at Grimmaw's head faintly, and then turned around with the little girl, "If you catch me, maybe I'll teach you that earth-shattering blow just now."

"Ah, yes," the little girl shouted happily with open hands, attracted by the words of the stag beetle's head.

Naturally, Perciner noticed the men, and their words reached her ears along the long corridor.

"Thou shalt be inferior ......" Purple spiritual pressure rose from her body as if it were burning, forcing Grimmjow to take a few steps back, "How dare you contaminate the concubine's body with filthy things," a squirming sound continued, and almost in an instant, a large number of purple arthropods poured out from under Perciner's trench coat. If you look closely, it is a spider with purple gas, and a small hole is opened in the huge abdominal cavity.

Grimmaw's face tightened, and after a few leaps, he jumped onto a beam. He didn't know if the other party would use that imprisoning ability again, but once he was trapped in it, it would be too passive.

But the reality was far beyond his imagination. Purple bugs seemed endless, crawling out from under Perciner's trench coat like a tidal wave

to the periphery.

"Wow, what is this?" The stag beetle grabbed a spider from its body and threw it to the ground in a panic and stretched out its feet to stomp on it, "I'm most afraid of this kind of thing."

"Isn't that it?" Strange Face grabbed one in each of his two hands, one on the left and one on the right, and handed it to the panicked stag beetle head, "This is also dripping."

"Huh-" The other party knocked the spider in his hand, and when he looked back, he found that the entire corridor was full of this kind of thing. The sound of crawling on top of each other makes people feel chills, "What are you doing, run!" As he spoke, he picked up the little girl and ran into the distance without hesitation.

"Tsk," Grimmajo slammed down like an arrow at Perciner, as the pillar collapsed as he relayed.

Percinel in the purple tide didn't make any moves, even though Grimm Joe rushed behind her and didn't react.

"You're too slow!" Grimmjo didn't hit the ground, just stayed in the air and slashed behind Perciner from the bottom up, but it didn't feel like it was slashing above the flesh.

With Grimmajo's knife, Perciner, who had been standing, turned into a pool of purple spiders and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

"After doing such a dirty thing to the concubine, do you still want to leave?" The sound of Perzinger's gnashing teeth echoed through the corridor, and with her words, the entire ground collapsed in an instant, and Grimmjo and the three others who were fleeing into the distance were not spared.

"Help—" The strange face fell into the bottom with a long voice.

"Ahem," Grimmaw fanned the smoke, only to find that his hands were stained with a slightly sticky substance, which was light purple and emitted a faint spiritual pressure.

"It's ...... Those bugs?" He wanted to open his hand, but his eyes widened as if he had suddenly found something, "This thing...... Absorbing my spiritual pressure?"

The petite figure in the smoke looked extremely hazy, "Indeed, the only role of you is to be a part of the concubine's body as a nutrient, so as to relieve the hatred in the concubine's heart!" As she spoke, the smoke and dust around her dissipated in an instant.

The current scene is not in the Void Night Palace, but more like being in a mad lair. In all directions, as long as you can see it, there are purple silk threads, which are extremely terrifying to look at. In the distance, there were several hemispherical shapes of silk threads, which were the heads and strange faces of the stag beetles from before, and they were tightly tied, revealing only one head.