A searchlight beam pierced the nebula, branding a scrolling bullet comment reading "First Generation Patriarch's Brain VIP Cell" onto the outer wall of the space prison. Chen Mo's straw sandals had just stepped onto the guide bridge when the surface suddenly flipped and transformed into a treadmill, its rolling tracks spliced together from "Five Years of Tribulation Transcendence" test papers. The Husky excitedly lunged at the laser cell door, its dog urine dousing the iris scanner—the alarm blared with the First Generation Patriarch's scream: "There's a dog! Quick, release my strawberry guards!"
The ceiling split open with three hundred deployment ports, and strawberry sprite mechs poured out. The fist-sized mechs raised toothpick lances, popping out chili seed projectiles. Nangong Lie drunkenly picked up the Wine Gourd to use as a flamethrower, the sprayed alcohol mist ignited by the Fairy of Yaochi's hairpin, and a fire tornado roasted the strawberry soldiers into skewered candied haws. The Demon Lord's halberd slammed into the ground and shook, the blade erupting with a annular shockwave that tossed the mech wreckage against the wall, leaving fluorescent graffiti that read "Crack Down on Gangs and Eliminate Evil."
"Alarm! Prison break detected!" As the robotic voice blasted, the entire corridor suddenly collapsed into a slide. The group screamed as they plunged into the water dungeon, where the stinking foot-washing water floated with the First Generation Patriarch's de…
Chapter 60