"Then we can only rely on ourselves..." Arlin held his katana horizontally before his chest. Demon Warrior Brada, magician Ethan, and the other fighters still capable of battle stood shoulder to shoulder with him, unconsciously tightening their grips on their weapons.
Ye Ya dragged the five injured people to the rear, but he could no longer gather any healing energy in his hands. He could only sit where he was and wait for his energy to recover.
Kust gritted his teeth. "Damned tentacle monster! I refuse to believe that, with so many of us risking our lives, we can't take down a single Demon Beast like you!"
Jack the Ripper's electronic eyes flickered continuously. "The monster's main offense and defense both rely on its tentacles. With a thousand tentacles, we can't get anywhere near it. We have to try and see whether we can get close enough to deal it a fatal blow..."
Warwick's gaze sharpened as silver wolf fur grew across his entire body. "I'll do it. I can drain energy from its attacks. Cover me!"
Constantine's expression shifted. "...Be careful..."
"Go! The path of Asura will not end here—Immovable Wisdom King Formation!" Arlin struck first. His katana left his hand, transforming into a black meteor that shot toward the Tentacle Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord flicked a tentacle, blocking the katana's path. Yet the black streak of light split into two on its own, dodging the incoming tentacle before merging back together.
The Tentacle Demon Lord was startled, believing the katana was headed straight for him. Hundreds of tentacles wove together again, forming a wall of tentacles before him.
After flying a hundred meters, the katana abruptly stopped. A wave of black energy rose from its blade! The wave spread far and wide. Though constrained by the corridor