Fallen Witch Stana

"So then, what about this big fellow? Is it caught in the net too?"

As Tang Qi asked, Beckfast's Chair trembled once more.

Like Truth Thorn, the aura emanating from that mark carried the unmistakable scent of a true ruler.

Deep within Tang Qi's mind, the screams from Fuck grew even more exaggerated.

"Monarch Octopus! It's actually a Monarch Octopus, fuck."

"Great Master, how did you do it? You actually made a Monarch Octopus leave its mark on you. You must know, this is a symbol of friendship—not that flimsy plastic friendship where they merely play with you. This is real friendship. As long as you summon them, they will come."

"Monarch Octopuses are very powerful. Like the Origin Slaves, as long as there are enough of them, they can possess divine power capable of rivaling a ruler."

"But this is also risky, Master. My Old Master once tried to capture a Monarch Octopus as a pet. At first, he succeeded. Later, he got himself into trouble. He was nearly played to death by a group of Monarch Octopuses, if not for the fact that he ran fast enough."

At this point, Fuck suddenly fell silent, as though it had finally remembered the question.

After thinking for several seconds, the hazy light wrote out Secret Script once more:

"...Master, based on my Old Master's experience of courting death, Monarch Octopuses are powerful and unpredictable. I judge that they are not in the net. This is good news, my Master."

The moment that line of Secret Script appeared, a smile immediately curled Tang Qi's lips.

He did not take out any more divine artifacts, though he still possessed some high-level Trump Cards and could find other "help," such as the Master of the Furnace.

And the truth was, Tang Qi had