Dantik's armor was pierced through by countless flesh spines as Amalaga analyzed every aspect of his condition.
"If I'd brought my legion instead of the guard, you'd be dead for sure!"
"Oh, darling, you're quite amusing."
Amalaga patted Dantik's cheek with a tentacle, as though he were looking at a little dog yapping noisily.
After impaling these people and dragging them above Lin Fan's head, Amalaga watched from afar as Lin Fan struggled to escape the enormous magma pit, and felt thoroughly pleased.
"Look at you. Just like last time, you accomplished nothing and protected nothing."
"The monkey army is collapsing beneath my legion's onslaught. They're being surrounded, torn apart, devoured, and turned into part of my flesh."
"How wonderful. That is what you are: a very powerful individual. But unfortunately, the strength of an individual has its limits."
Lin Fan looked at Amalaga and clenched his fists tightly.
"But now, I can go on humiliating you. Guess how I'll tear these people apart, hmm?"
More tentacles grew from the mass of flesh, wrapping around the Grenadiers' bodies and tugging gently. Amalaga pondered how best to make Lin Fan hate him even more for what he was doing.
"Kill me first, monster!"
"Oh? It seems we have a volunteer, little one."
Amalaga gently stroked Grenadier 19's gas mask with a tentacle, then peeled it away, revealing Grenadier 19's original face.
It was clear that the battlefield's stench was anything but pleasant. The charred reek of corpses mingled with the bloody smell of Amalaga's mountain of flesh.
Combined with the dust, haze, and gunpowder smoke churned up by the exploding shells overhead, it made Grenadier 19 cough repeatedly. Tears welled up in her eyes, moistening them.
The wind stirred Grenadier 19's hair and face, while Amalaga had no intention of showing