Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

But when the Blood Emperor suddenly left, and parts of the two great demon clans' armies disappeared, Seamer realized...

Either this was the enemy's strategy to lure them in, or... it was some kind of unforeseen event that had caused the Demon Emperors to split up.

As one who possessed many "brains", Seamer began to analyze the current situation comprehensively.

Eventually, all the "brains" reached a conclusion—

Initiate a total assault, targeting the exposed position of the Flame Demon Emperor, engage in an all-out battle of attrition.

No longer slowly stitching up minions to boost himself.

He must take advantage of the time when all Demon Emperors hadn't reacted yet, before they gave him enough attention—consume the Emperor level forcefully.

Carrying such a resolve—

The counterparts of Seamer, hiding all around Linxiang City, began to converge frantically.

The fight to the death between Seamer and the Flame Emperor finally began.

In this battle, the elite of the Flame Demon Clan were almost completely slaughtered.

Nobody anticipated that in this vast city of Linxiang... there would be so many Seamer counterparts hidden.

These counterparts had been very well hidden on normal days; if the Blood Emperor were still there, giving it some time, it would have surely discovered them.

Originally, these counterparts were Seamer's "scarecrows", meant to deceive the Demon Emperors.

But now, they had become Seamer's grand army.

Among these counterparts were succubi, bizarre corrupt species, and many humans.

When the tide-like Seamer counterparts converged, the Flame Emperor even began to doubt if he was under some Illusion Technique.

It thought that it and the Blood Emperor had already cleaned up Seamer's major troops.

Only now did it realize that the two had only cleaned up half.

Facing the combined forces of the two great Demon Emperors, Seamer very rationally chose not to reveal all his cards, but to deploy his troops bit by bit.

Although the Flame Emperor still looked down on Seamer, it was truly shocked by the number of Seamer's counterparts.

Over the decades, how much had Seamer hidden? And… how many creatures had Seamer stitched together?

Even as a Demon Emperor, a being who killed countless lives and delighted in setting fires, it felt like a saint compared to Seamer.

It turned out almost all of Linxiang City's "living beings", parts of the succubi, parts of the corrupt species, were nearly all disguises of Seamer's counterparts.

Hiding alone in this gigantic city, relying on his counterparts spread all over, it made the city seem somewhat bustling.

But in reality, whether it was the corrupt species, demon clans, or humans... all had been terrifyingly infiltrated by its stitching.

No wonder the White Witch was driven out of Linxiang City, because this was no longer Linxiang City, it could be said... this had become Seamer's body.

He had stitched away the entire city.

Now, all the resources of this city were called upon by Seamer for the ultimate fight to the death.

The Flame Emperor was utterly fearless, but it ought to have been.

Because absolute fearlessness would prevent it from recognizing the enemy clearly, breeding arrogance.

And, facing a supreme creature like Seamer, arrogance is fatal.

The Flame Emperor thought his absolute Black Flame could burn everything, that stitching could never mend elements.

Its Black Flame, indeed much stronger than any emperor-level Black Flame, cost Seamer's troops dearly as they approached.

But the number of counterparts was simply too many...

If the Flame Emperor could be a bit more rational, if the Blood Emperor were still there... the quantity couldn't make up for the qualitative difference between Seamer and them.

But there were no ifs.

Seamer's counterparts were meant to die. Their whole value of existence was to block the Black Flame spewed out by the Flame Emperor, creating an opportunity for it to touch the Flame Emperor.

Seamer was very calm, the pain of souls being burnt that the counterparts felt also transmitted to it.

But it just endured it.

No matter how many counterparts came, they could never exhaust the Flame Emperor's strength.

Yet, the Black Flame spewed by the Flame Emperor eventually had its gaps.

And the counterparts of an entire city, the resources of decades, were enough for Seamer to persevere until the Flame Emperor grew slightly weary.

When the surrounding counterparts were no longer densely packed, but burnt to the ground by the black flames...

Seamer's main body also at this moment... touched the Flame Emperor.

There were no bloated bodies left.

To get close to the side of the Demon Emperor, Seamer had turned all the stitched bodies into counterparts.

His originally massive body—had become thin and small at this moment.

This slender body could no longer split.

Because this was the original form of the youth who devoured his parents on that rainy night years ago.

This also differed greatly from what the Flame Emperor had imagined the Seamer's true form to be.

So why would the Flame Emperor consider it his real body?

He merely regarded it as just another clone.

This clone only required a bit of Black Flame to be killed.

Killing numerous clones, the arrogance it fostered, became the dagger that thrust at its throat at this moment.

When the Seamer finally touched the Flame Emperor, the Seamer let out a maniacal smile:

"Hahahahahahahaha..."

This smile was very much like the one he had on that thunderous night when the Seamer first sewed someone else and snatched a portion of garbage food sufficient to fill his belly.

The only difference was, that year he sewed those bullies who had tormented him.

Today, he's sewing those demonic emperors who bullied him.

The moment the laughter rang out, the Flame Emperor still had one last chance to counter-kill.

Even though the Seamer's real body possessed resistance to Black Flame, facing the royal clan's absolute annihilating flame, it could still incinerate the opponent before being sewed together.

That's what it thought, but the Seamer wouldn't give it such an opportunity.

The Black Flame ultimately didn't devour the Seamer, because the Flame Emperor's thought process experienced a very brief pause.

Facing the all-out firepower, desperately trying to sew the opponent, the Seamer... such a pause was fatal.

"Even though I've consumed many clones, many abilities perished in the process of approaching you... gone in an instant, but I still retained a few of the most core ones."

"To defeat an opponent like you, I obviously needed to prepare several strong mental attacks."

The Seamer was actually also afraid, afraid that the Flame Emperor's flames would devour him.

But he had already gone completely insane.

The Flame Emperor's strong mental resistance, or rather the Demon Emperor's resistance to mental attacks, meant the few core mental attacks the Seamer retained, lost their effect after a single breath.

But in such time, gambling his life on sewing the opponent, the Seamer... had already fused with the Flame Emperor—by twenty-five percent.

Such fusion was already irreversible.

Unless the Flame Emperor took drastic measures, at the cost of greatly harming itself, to split from the Seamer.

If it really did so, perhaps it still had a chance to defeat the Seamer.

Against such an enemy, it should not have had any arrogance or hesitation, no decision-making errors should have been made.

But this was the Demon Emperor's first time being so embarrassed by a demon lord level corrupted kin, and it ultimately hesitated, the more it hesitated, the more they fused.

The more they fused... the greater the cost to separate would be.

The greater the cost, the more it hesitated.

Under such a vicious cycle, the Flame Emperor ultimately wasn't decisive enough.

"You Demon Emperors, have not been challenged for too long."

This was the last thing the Demon Emperor of the Flame Demon Clan heard.

It began to burst out intense Black Flame, attempting to incinerate the Seamer, the Seamer was in extreme pain, but his body was still merging with the Demon Emperor.

Long after, the Black Flame was still surging.

But from the Demon Emperor's mouth, suddenly came laughter:

"Hahahahahaha... hahahahahaha..."

That thin youth's face, like a runaway tumor... on the Demon Emperor's left chest.

The rest of the Seamer's body had been burnt clean.

But his most important part had merged into the body of the Demon Emperor.

The next second, that face began to move bit by bit, like a massive worm, slowly crawling toward the Demon Emperor's head wrapped in Black Flame.

The Demon Emperor's whole body was also continuously compressed smaller, soon becoming the size of a normal human.

The face originally at the left chest had moved to the head, covering the Flame Emperor's own face.

The maniacal laughter, at this moment suddenly stopped, as the Seamer, having completely sewn the Demon Emperor's body, manipulating the Black Flame that could burn everything, slowly said:

"Sewing complete!"

From today, the ruling pattern of the seven emperors of the Pioneer Continent, was completely shattered.