A Familiar Stranger

It staggered forward several steps, nearly unable to keep its enormous body steady.

Only by bracing itself against the ground with its tentacles did it barely avoid falling forward.

The weapon that had struck it was one Xi Xiu had secretly released earlier while it was lost in thought and off guard.

Its eyes could observe what lay ahead, but it could only rely on its own instincts for what was behind it.

They had little combat experience. That was a weakness, and Xi Xiu had exploited it.

Only when it swung another tentacle did it realize that many things had entered its body.

The weapon that had hit it earlier exploded and formed new weapons.

They burrowed in through its wounds.

Hundreds of tiny, sharp spirals spun their way through its body, blasting apart its internal organs.

As the excruciating pain hit, its tentacles slammed viciously against the ground and twisted.

The helpless sensation of being unable to exert any strength magnified its terror.

After the agony struck, its third eye changed. Something shot out from those two scarlet eyeballs—there was a huge number of them, and they moved.

Xi Xiu quickly retreated, then scanned the area with her terminal and saw the image.

They were countless miniature Tentacled Creatures, packed densely together and looking exceptionally bizarre.

Almost instantly, they assembled another new body.

It was simply smaller than the previous one.

Xi Xiu's scalp tingled.

If this continued, wouldn't they be endless?

There would be no way to kill them all!

Fortunately, the image soon showed the new creature's face. The newly assembled body had no third eye.

In other words, if she fought it once more, she should be able to kill this creature completely.

By the time the new creature appeared, an hour had passed since