The Youngest Sword Cultivator in a World of Magic

Chapter 270

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Red Beard motioned for Ye Qinglan to look at the Giant Octopus.

By now, the Giant Octopus was almost mad, but nearly all its tentacles had been cut away. All that remained was the excruciating pain inside its head and its steadily dwindling vitality. If it could, it would have thrust its tentacles into its own brain and taken the speck of dust wreaking havoc there down with it. But now it had lost almost all its tentacles and could not even do that. Those insignificant humans were still making trouble on its body, intent on cutting every last tentacle off.

It had never imagined it would end up like this. It had emerged from the deep sea this time because it sensed Big Black Fish's mysterious aura. That aura was even more enticing than food, so it had come out. But it lost track of Big Black Fish's aura and saw only a ship sailing across the sea. Out of casual habit, it stirred up wind, rain, and lightning, enough to sink the ship without any effort. As for that alluring aura, it could take its time searching for it afterward.

Who could have known that a tiny human would suddenly appear, defy all expectations by charging straight at it, and even burrow into its brain to wreak havoc?

The Giant Octopus struggled to spray out more ink, staining the black seawater an even deeper shade.

Humans were far too insignificant to these sea demons. Even when hunting for food, they rarely targeted humans, who were not enough to fill the gaps between their teeth. But when they encountered human ships, they enjoyed sinking them as a prank, treating them more like toys. The humans aboard those ships never entered their considerations.

Yet today, this sea demon that had

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