"Want to call for reinforcements?"

"Besides you, does Turing have any other helpers?"

Mulan tightly held Samael's severed hand, which was gripping the signal gun, with one hand, while the other hand emitted a blinding light.

Mulan controlled the fierce light waves.

His left hand, like a sharp blade, slashed towards the signal gun.

But Samael's severed hand suddenly seemed to have a consciousness and automatically transformed into tentacles, enveloping it.

The surging electric arc fiercely collided with the tentacles, producing the sound of metal clashing.

Mulan, who had intended to destroy the signal gun directly, furrowed his brows deeply. The tentacles in front of him were almost unscathed.

"You..."

Surprise flickered in Samael's eyes for a moment, but was quickly replaced by a surging anger.

"A mere human!"

Retracting his already severed right hand, Samael's left hand struck Mulan like a violent storm.

Seeing the fist about to land on his face, Mulan slightly turned his head.

But he didn't expect that the fist would instantly split into several muscular tentacles, densely covering all possible paths of evasion, and sending the unguarded Mulan flying into the sky.

The tentacles collided with Mulan's body.

A crisp sound resembling the shattering of glass resounded through the sky.

The flowing feather wings resisted the violent force, with a chaotic airflow beneath them. Mulan flew for more than ten meters before finally stabilizing his figure.

Mulan's cat ears trembled as if in pain.

Others could see that both of his arms were twisted in a terrible manner.

Just imagining such a severe injury happening to oneself would be unbearably painful.

"Aren't you going to pretend anymore? Impersonator."

Seeing Samael release the tentacles, Mulan felt a hint of mockery beneath the expressionless bandages.

Extending his Magician's hand, Mulan grabbed the signal gun that had fallen from his twisted arm.

Mulan's Magician's hand looked a bit small, and more like the claw of some kind of mammal.

Compared to before, Samael's gaze now appeared even colder, and a profound killing intent seemed to quietly flow out of her eyes, like a door to hell.

"You should thank me for this disguise."

"The only reason you were able to survive until now is because I was willing to play along with you."

"Now, I won't hold back anymore."

"Just die with regret for opposing me."

Samael moved, causing a sense of impending destruction to shroud everyone present. Under Mulan's astonished gaze, Samael exploded.

In the blink of an eye, she lost all the features that could be called Turing's, even the features of a human.

In front of everyone's eyes, Samael transformed into a shapeless, complete monster.

Faced with this stunning transformation, even someone as composed as Mulan couldn't help but be momentarily stunned.

In just a flash, the sea urchin-like Samael expanded two tentacles, pierced through tall cedar trees, and with a strong pull, shot herself towards Mulan like a slingshot.

The deadly monster, with its heavy body and hard exoskeleton, left a trail of devastation wherever it passed.

At a critical moment, Mulan finally managed to mount her blue electric horse and narrowly escaped Samael's deadly strike.

Samael, emitting a faint yellow glow like withered leaves, and Mulan's deep blue, painted recklessly on an infinite black canvas.

Terrible sounds of breaking wood echoed constantly as countless centuries-old trees fell, shattered by Samael's sharp tentacles and immense momentum.

In the dark forest, Samael and Mulan chased each other, creating a grotesque hunting scene.

"Trying to lead me away from your subordinates?"

"How naive."

Samael, following closely behind Mulan, almost broke free from the encirclement, but she stopped in her tracks and quickly rebounded towards a crowded area.

Before Mulan could react, Samael's tongue-like tentacles shot forward, piercing through the chests of two people and pulling them back like trapped prey hanging on Samael's spiky surface.

Although not as fast as Mulan, Samael's attack range was far broader.

Samael's tentacles, like deathly sickles emerging from his body, swept through like a gust of wind, ready to take away lone souls.

If the captured bodies still had vitality, they would be tormented by Samael's thorny skin;

If life had already left, the bizarre tentacles would tear apart the corpse, leaving a space for the next unfortunate soul.

Samael, once yellowed like withered leaves, gradually transformed into a bloody mass, flying recklessly in the sky.

Anyone with weak sanity witnessing this scene would likely have their beliefs shattered and their minds broken.

Having witnessed the gruesome sight, Mulan seemed to be filled with rage for the first time. Bright blue electric arcs erupted from her sturdy body.

The crackling sound grew louder and more absurd.

In an instant, a thunderous roar drowned out the crackling sound, shaking the depths of the forest.

With a deafening boom, Mulan, like a blossom under a thunderous rose, revealed her dazzling self. Her crystalline pupils glowed with a world-shattering hatred and fury.

A trace of divinity escaped from her shattered shell.

"Bitter melodies and sorrowful gold and stone, clear tones penetrate the boundless void."

"Majestic God of Music..."

"Resounding chimes, drums, and stringed instruments."

A sound, as if silk and fabric tearing through space, pierced through time and space. Mulan, like a shooting star, soared towards Samael, kicking him hard and burying him several meters deep into the soil, while he wanted to continue to slaughter among the crowd.

The terrifying vibrations caused by the cracking earth spread along the ruptured soil.

The horrific force struck Samael, who was as unyielding as steel, and Mulan raised her foot, but unexpectedly, Samael bent and folded like a spring.

"Now do you understand?"

"The insurmountable gap."

Mulan's body sank, losing one foot. Losing balance, she had to rely on her magician's hand to maintain stability.

Samael's skin, stained with blood and pieces of flesh, glistened with an almost pristine shine.

The withered yellow light illuminated every inch of her skin, and the flawless tentacles told Mulan that her body was almost unharmed.

Seeing such a breathtaking scene, Mulan, so fierce and determined, couldn't help but lose some courage. A trace of tiredness had quietly manifested on Mulan's body.

"You see."

At this moment, Samael did not take the opportunity to approach Mulan, but transformed back into a humanoid form.

She reached out and pointed to the hand of the magician behind Mulan, holding his own signal gun.

A chill suddenly rose in her heart, and Mulan turned to look, only to see a little girl with tentacles all over her body, naked, holding a signal gun, sitting on the hand of her magician.

The appearance of that little girl was nine parts similar to the human-shaped Samael before her.

She revealed a demonic smile, contemptuously looking at Mulan, raising her right hand holding the signal gun.

Bang! The signal flare emitting a red light, like the rising sun, soared into the sky.