Spatial Internal Explosion Bomb

Luo Chuan first took out an extravagantly designed weapon. It looked like an oversized single-soldier handheld anti-ship cannon from some science-fiction work.

There was no magazine, but a deep-blue crystal was embedded where one should have been, faint halos of light shrouding it.

The gun body, fashioned from silvery-white metal, also bore structures resembling energy conduits. Deep-blue energy pulsed rhythmically through them, as though breathing.

According to its description, the energy unleashed by its attack far exceeded the limit that a Saint could withstand.

After thinking it over, Luo Chuan put it away.

This weapon was a little too powerful. Better forget it.

With one shot, even if this sea demon turned into a storm, it would probably be reduced to ashes.

Besides, he had come to eliminate the crisis, not wipe out an entire race...

After weighing it over again and again, Luo Chuan chose a weapon that he felt suited the current situation—a silvery-white metal sphere.

It was just the right size to fit in one of Luo Chuan's palms, its surface etched with several strange patterns.

Spatial Internal Explosion Bomb. That was its name.

The Octopus Monster, trembling in the dense forest, had been watching Luo Chuan all along. After all, its life was inextricably tied to his.

The island had already been completely surrounded by the storm, while that chaotic, crazed consciousness attacked without relent.

The Octopus Monster was certain that the instant it left the protection of the island's shield, it would die on the spot.

But it could not quite understand why that human had not attacked the storm.

It had just seen with its own eyes how a mere snap of his fingers had made the rain of arrows filling the sky vanish into thin air, and how a shield casually formed in