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The Great Sage's voice echoed in Limulu's mind, and she suddenly blossomed into a smile like a flower, feeling an overwhelming sense of joy.
For Limulu, everything truly depended on what she was "eating."
She remembered that Baron Mordo seemed to possess several unique kinds of magic.
First was the crimson magical whip—formed from frictional sparks, like a queen's whip. This Strange Doctor-style weapon had been used against enemies before; it could be wielded with both hands or thrown like a projectile.
Mordo definitely had it.
Mordo, Kaecilius, and even magical shields used by villains, as well as ancient sorcerers' magic fans—all of them seemed to be variations of the same magical system.
In any case, she absolutely had to "taste" these magical wonders!
And of course, she must not miss the fascinating experience of the Mirror Dimension either.
Suddenly, Limulu looked at Baron Mordo as if he were a small white rabbit delivered right to her doorstep.
So cute. Ears perked up, veins exposed—once skinned and chopped into pieces, it could be stewed in a pot and finished with a sprinkle of coriander.
Limulu, a complete viewer of all three seasons of A Bite of Passion, was fully skilled in steaming, frying, stir-frying, boiling, roasting, and stewing.
In simple terms: higher-grade ingredients only needed the simplest cooking methods—peel, juice, crush bones, and extract marrow.
So tell me—was she supposed to be afraid of this "little Mordo"?
Mordo instinctively felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at her.
What was that intent to "eat him"?
Why hadn't the master arrived yet?
Help!
One of Mordo's reasons for choosing Mount Everest as the battlefield was precisely because it was essentially Kamar-Taj's backyard.
If the disciple was attacked here, wouldn't the master come to help?
Beating a dog still depends on its owner!
Mordo was indirectly forcing the Ancient One to show herself.
Now was the time to act. Stay calm—don't let Limulu see through me.
"Mordo wants to trap me in the Mirror Dimension. There are no exits there. If I can't get out, neither can you."
Limulu stepped forward with a "fierce" expression, approaching Mordo step by step.
At the same time, she secretly loosened the sticky steel wires binding him, deliberately exposing a flaw.
In an instant, Mordo noticed it.
It was a tiny weakness—but enough.
I can counterattack!
Excitement flashed in Mordo's eyes, though he quickly lowered his head to hide it.
Inner monologue: Time to test my acting skills.
"We've never met before, nor do we have any grudge. Why not stop here? Open a portal to New York and we go our separate ways."
Limulu stood in front of him, speaking calmly while pretending to worry about being trapped.
"Now!"
Mordo exploded with force, breaking free from the sticky wires in an instant.
He chanted a spell, conjured a crimson magical whip, and struck at Limulu.
Limulu was "caught off guard," knocked down instantly, and "severely injured." Mordo pursued her relentlessly, forcing her to roll awkwardly across the ground.
Mordo became more confident, whipping the air sharply.
"Power does not equal victory. Your arrogance will drag you into hell. Pay the price for your arrogance, outsider!"
"It's you who forced me!"
Limulu leapt backward as if panicked.
Mordo's whip was suddenly "swallowed" by her.
Her eyebrows twitched red, and she couldn't help licking her lips—delicious.
But realizing she might "overact," she immediately clutched her chest and coughed twice, forcing herself to restrain it.
Still, her body trembled slightly.
As the chief disciple of the Supreme Sorcerer, Mordo had decent perception.
He immediately exposed her act.
"That magic drains massive amounts of energy. You can barely stand now!"
Limulu panicked for a moment, then shouted angrily:
"Nonsense! I'll cut you down like vegetables!"
But her performance looked more like a fox pretending to be a tiger.
Mordo grew even more confident.
He formed hand seals, and two flaming magical shields appeared in his hands, engraved with intricate runes.
He leapt into the air and hurled them downward at Limulu.
But Limulu was already distracted by something else.
She activated her "magic control" ability—and suddenly realized she could replicate magical constructs.
Magic shields, whips, swords, spears—everything was possible.
At that moment, the Great Sage's voice rang out again.
Limulu froze.
A new source of magic?
She immediately became excited.
"Then what are we waiting for?"
"Yes!"
In that instant, Limulu felt a distortion of time and space, as if entering a trance. She glimpsed an incomparably vast world.
A world too distant to fully perceive, yet undeniably real.
She had formed an unbreakable connection with it.
A massive flow of colorful magical energy surged from the Vishanti dimension, like a rushing river passing through her body and flowing onward into infinity.
In just a moment, everything changed.
The dusty, barren feeling of magical scarcity vanished completely, as if a fogged mirror had been wiped clean.
It felt like stepping from a small puddle into a vast river—body and soul both elevated.
"This…"
Limulu was overjoyed. She hadn't expected to evolve during a battle with Mordo.
Just like in the original story of That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime, where she evolved after absorbing the Pig Emperor.
Mordo… what a good person!
Seeing Limulu frozen in place, Mordo grew excited.
Had she overconsumed magic and become immobile?
Now!
Strike while she's weak!
He leapt high and hurled his twin magical shields toward her head.
But Limulu had no time to care about him anymore.
"Don't get in the way!"
She waved her hand.
Five or six crimson magical whips appeared instantly in midair, lashing out in every direction.
Mordo was sent crashing to the ground, covered in wounds, utterly defeated.
Why?
Hadn't he almost turned the situation around?
Was this… the end after all?