Chapter 747 Three Zhao Zhuikongs

"Impossible, you should already be dead!" Zhao Zhuikong exclaimed.

Zhao Zhuikong of the East China Sea team, who had just arrived on the battlefield from the internet, shrugged: "I'm just a copy of you."

"A clone created by the old fogies in the family using your genes."

"No, it should be said that it is a clone of Zhao Zhuikong from the original East America team."

"Although I also made it into the East American team."

“But I am not him.”

Zhao Zhuikong from the Donghai team pointed to the other player and himself: "We're the same."

"They're all fake."

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team laughed wildly.

"I'm different from you!"

"I'm much better than you!"

"I entered the Main God Space later than you," Zhao Zhuikong said with a slight smile, his tone teasing.

"I really can't beat you."

"But judging from your mental state, it seems you haven't overcome your inner demons yet."

"What a waste of that first-mover advantage from entering the market so early."

"Hmph, how interesting." Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team sneered.

"I'll kill you first, then I'll go find my little apple."

Zhao Zhuikong of the Donghai team couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You?"

"My little cousin could easily beat you with one hand these days."

"What did you say!" Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team glared angrily.

"Ah, I've finally found you!" a sweet female voice rang out.

Zhao Zhuikong of the Donghai team's expression changed drastically.

He tried to leave without looking back, but the surrounding space was instantly imprisoned, and he was unable to use his spatial abilities to leave.

Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team turned around in astonishment and saw a woman with a face similar to his but with incomparably gentle beauty standing there.

She had a perfect figure, wore a light gauze dress, and her long purple hair exuded an eerie charm.

With just one glance, Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team understood that it was what Zhuang Boshi had mentioned in his declaration of war—

The original body that was infected by Slaanesh.

The real Zhao Zhuikong!
"Damn it, damn it!" Zhao Zhuikong of the Donghai team said with a bitter smile.

"Why did you follow me here?"

"Darling, do you think you can get rid of me?" Zhao Zhuikong's eyes sparkled with captivating charm.

However, the other two Zhao Zhuikongs only felt a chill.

The East Sea team had almost achieved supreme leadership in the network city of Comoros. Xiao Honglu reorganized the Dark Elf race and was planning to go to the real universe to support Kadia.

However, Prince Slaanesh, the strongest Slaanesh demon Zhao Zhuikong, has arrived.

When she appeared, almost everyone on the Donghai team knelt down and surrendered.

With just a glance, Xiao Honglu and Zhang Heng blushed and knelt on the ground, kissing her delicate feet. The other reincarnators immediately began to entangle themselves with her.

The shocking scene nearly broke Zhao Zhuikong of the Donghai team. Unable to save them, he could only turn and run away.

However, Zhao Zhuikong's original body seemed to be very interested in his copy.

Thus began their chase, which lasted for an unknown period of time, on the internet.

In an accident, Zhao Zhuikong of the Donghai team fell into the real universe, where he unexpectedly encountered the Senzhou team, which was representing the Zhongzhou team and was unifying the Ark Spirit Clan army.

So he hitched a ride and they all arrived in Terra.

When he arrived in Terra, he hadn't even made contact with the Central Continent team before the final battle began.

He could only fight his way towards the battlefield of the Central Plains team.

Unexpectedly, they ran into Zhao Zhuikong from the Demon Team on the way.

Even more unexpectedly, the terrifying Zhao Zhuikong himself also arrived on the battlefield.

Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team had a tense expression. Although he felt disgusted and wanted to vomit, he forced out a perverted smile in order to maintain his persona.

"Shut up, you androgynous, dead transvestite!"

"Wait until my dagger pierces your heart—"

"I'm sure I'll scream out in pleasure!" Zhao Zhuikong said, cupping his face, which was flushed.

"Your hard dagger, piercing my body and churning endlessly, is just a thought—"

She looked at Zhao Zhuikong from the Demon Team: "I'm already super excited."

Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team froze on his twisted smile, then turned deathly pale and shouted, "You pervert!!!" "Why don't you just die!"

He completely broke down!

The thought that his true form would appear before Zhao Yingkong in this way shattered his last shred of pride.

"Death?" Zhao Zhuikong smiled and stuck out a long tongue, licking his lips.

"I've died once."

"That Zhuang Boshi stabbed me in the chest with a spear and cut open my internal organs."

"It blew my brains apart."

"Looking back now, I experienced both ecstasy and death in front of my little cousin—"

"It's really good."

A blush appeared on her smooth, jade-like face as she drifted into pink memories.

Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team was trembling all over, breathing erratically, and unable to speak.

He could imagine the look his little cousin would give him after seeing that scene.

Most importantly, Bosch Zhuang was also present.

He saw it too!
Zhao Zhui of the Demon Team is bleeding from a hollow spot.

At this moment, Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team didn't even want to be resurrected; he didn't want to know that his original form had become like this.

It's worse than death.

Zhao Zhuikong from the Donghai team looked at him with a sympathetic expression.

He didn't have Zhao Zhuikong's memories, yet he was still disgusted by her to death, while the clone Zhao Zhuikong had her memories.

“Salice brought my soul into this world and taught me what bliss is.”

Zhao Zhuikong gently touched his chest, and his large breasts swayed, producing a lewd bell sound.

Why is there a bell?

Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team was stunned for a moment, and then instantly lost all color in his face.

He swayed and opened his mouth.

Immediately, he spat out a mouthful of blood!
"I...I'm going to kill you!!"

Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team charged forward without any strategy, dancing wildly like a beginner.

"You seem like a complete novice." Her voice was soft yet cold, full of sarcasm.

"Where are your assassination skills? Where are your enhanced abilities?"

“We are one, and I know every single one of your weaknesses.”

"You really think you can kill me?"

"If you're that interested in me."

"I can open it for you as a gift—"

While calmly dodging, she sized up Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team.

This drove Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team even crazier. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was even more frantic than when Zhuang Boshi provoked him.

The light of the space system shook Zhao Zhuikong's blockade of this space.

In that instant, Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team thrust his sword into the void, but the sword folded through space and struck Zhao Zhuikong's back from behind.

But at that very moment, Zhao Zhuikong transformed into a purple light and vanished from the spot.

A purple, curved longsword suddenly appeared above Zhao Zhuikong's head from the Demon Team.

clang!
The sword was blocked.

Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team looked at Zhao Zhuikong of the East Sea Team beside him.

"I thought you'd run away," he said with a sneer.

"I've changed my mind." Zhao Zhuikong of the East Sea team brandished his longsword.

"We can join forces and take down this androgynous, dead transvestite first!"

Zhao Zhuikong of the Demon Team said, "I agree. We'll settle our score later!"

"But this disgusting thing must die first!!"

"Join forces?" Zhao Zhuikong's smile became even more radiant.

She touched her chest, and with the alluring sound of bells, the thin, gauze-like dress vanished instantly.

"What I like most is teamwork!"

The two Zhao Zhuikongs put on masks of pain almost simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)

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