Chapter 1912

"Is that so?" Wilbur smirked.

He stepped back quickly, summoning the thunder cleaver once more as Ralph charged towards him. "There's nowhere for you to run anymore, Wilbur! Just accept your fate!"

Ralph extended his arms once more, clawing at Wilbur. Wilbur swung the thunder cleaver in his grasp, chopping Ralph's hands off once more. Yet the purple tentacles on Ralph's arm continued slithering over.

"You can't run, Wilbur! Accept your fate!"

Ralph's tentacles wrapped themselves around Wilbur like vines, uncaring of Wilbur chopping off the tentacles as they continued to grow and extend on their

own.

is boring. It seems like you aren't afraid of death at all. I thought I'd be able to see fear in your eyes, but it's clear

black miasma all of a sudden, which formed an armor that the tentacles could not pierce through. Instead, the tentacles were torn to pieces

"What?"

turned jet-black then. The thunder cleaver was black as well, flickering with pale blue lightning and glowing symbols. "You've pissed

cross his arms in front of himself defensively. The blade aura struck Ralph's arm and sent him flying back several meters, crashing against the lab table, and knocking all the

going to kill you, Wilbur

off. Ralph collapsed on the floor in a mess of sticky purple liquid, his tentacles

a few steps away and

You're not getting away

ground and stretching his body into an arch. The next second, Ralph's belly was sliced open by

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