Duanmu Huai deeply felt that dealing with Cthugha before taking care of Nyarlathotep had indeed been the right decision.
Gushing flames shot out and splashed across Nyarlathotep's body. The blazing inferno did not bring death and destruction like the Black Flame of Destined Death. Instead, it was more like the sharp teeth and fangs of a beast, greedily biting into and tearing at Nyarlathotep's body—and mind.
"-----!!"
After taking the full blast of the Titan Giant Beast's Flame Thrower to the face, Nyarlathotep was in an utterly miserable state. An angry roar came from its wide-open mouth. It swung its claws and brought them down hard on the Steel Titan before it, but to Duanmu Huai, Nyarlathotep's claws were far less powerful than the attacks of the Drilling Worm or Cthugha...
That was only natural. Anyone who claimed to be "wise" was not good at close-quarters combat.
Especially this kind of entangled, flesh-against-flesh brawl. For Nyarlathotep, it had to be extremely rare—two Outer Gods clinging to each other and beating one another like street thugs. This really was quite a rare sight.
But for Duanmu Huai, things had finally returned to a familiar track.
The Iron Giant Beast raised its roaring chainsword and brought it down hard on Nyarlathotep. The latter twisted its soft, leech-like body and dodged the attack, which could have split a skyscraper in two. However, Duanmu Huai suddenly kicked out. The thruster behind the Steel Titan's left leg abruptly erupted, driving its knee straight into Nyarlathotep's third leg.
That was not a metaphor. This incarnation really did have three legs.
In the physical sense.
Clearly, Nyarlathotep had never expected its opponent to employ the kind of tactic only street thugs would use in a tearing, grappling brawl, and it was completely unprepared. Under the tremendous thrust