The Great Ascendant advanced instead of retreating.
His right arm, whose fist had been discarded, shot out. The entire arm split open at the severed wrist joint, its silver alloy casing springing apart to reveal a thick cannon barrel within.
The muzzle aimed at the writhing mass of flesh.
"Boom."
A dark green Alchemy Flame erupted from the barrel.
Its temperature and destructive power far surpassed the Furnace Fire Sprayer. This was a method unique to the Ascension Society. The dark green flames shone with blinding light as they plunged headlong into the enormous mass of flesh.
The flesh burned and curled beneath the dark green flames, releasing shrill, teeth-grating squeals.
The Attendant reacted without needing anyone to prompt him.
His aura surged sharply. Intense purple light flooded his eyes, and countless purple cracks surfaced across his skin.
The ground beneath his feet began to tremble.
Purple cracks spread out from beneath his feet, crazily expanding in every direction. In the blink of an eye, they covered the floor of the entire hollow. Faint purple tendrils extended from the fissures and swayed slowly.
Countless streaks of purple light surged from the cracks and shot toward the mass of flesh being scorched by the dark green flames.
The purple light and dark green flames poured into the mass of flesh at once.
Under the dual assault, the mass of flesh struggled desperately and churned violently. Fist-sized blood blisters swelled across its surface, bursting, healing, then bursting again. The dark green flames burned finger-thick holes into the flesh, and foul black smoke rose from every opening.
The mass of flesh began to curl up and shrink, letting out a silent wail.
Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. From the looks of it, the thing was surely finished.
Just as everyone