With Fang Zheng's order, the battle officially began.
Overall, under Fang Zheng's command, Thirteenth Squad had gained considerable experience in dealing with Called Dragons. Faced with the Called Dragon's tentacle attacks, everyone hurriedly reacted, launching counterattacks against the tentacles before them and tearing the lunging appendages to pieces.
But there were risks hidden within that.
"Be careful! Don't hold us back!"
"I'm not holding anyone back!"
Hearing Mirai's complaint, Pure Number tore apart the incoming tentacles while snapping back irritably. He was already in a terrible mood. Though the two of them were barely managing to cooperate, Pure Number was still unwilling to accept it. Mirai's complaints only made him even more annoyed.
I can do this too!
That thought set Pure Number's heart ablaze, and he charged forward.
Watch me take this thing down!
The next moment, Qingxiang leaped forward. The Called Dragon's tentacles struck at it from all directions, wrapping Qingxiang within their grasp. Yet Qingxiang showed no fear in the face of the attack, swinging both arms fiercely to sever the tentacles around its body before landing again. At that moment, Pure Number spotted the blue-glowing core hidden within the giant Called Dragon's body.
"What, so it really does have a core. Take this!!"
The sight of that blue core filled Pure Number with delight. He made Qingxiang leap into the air and charge at the giant Called Dragon's belly, throwing a punch straight at the blue core!
But to Pure Number's surprise, Qingxiang's grappling hook did not pierce the core as he had expected. Instead, it seemed to strike something hard, producing a sharp clang before stopping cold.
"Huh?"
Pure Number was stunned by the sight, but before she could recover, something even more astonishing happened—the foam-like substance coating the Called Dragon's shell suddenly began to