Mo Yue raised the huge pink hammer in her hands, wound a tentacle around it, and pulled it taut, looking for all the world as though she were holding up a forklift tangled in a cable.
"Fu Sheng! Cut it off!"
"On it!"
A transparent attack flashed past. Ripples in the air traced the shape of an air blade as it severed the taut tentacle.
Holding an ice blade, He Chuan led his team in severing and freezing three tentacles.
"Chen Xiaoli, anesthetize it!"
Standing high above with her staff in hand, Chen Xiaoli frowned as a magic array lit up.
"It's called a paralysis array, not anesthesia!"
Liang Xiao hacked at a tentacle while quipping, "The first one sounds like swearing, Sister Chen. Just call it anesthesia. It sounds more professional."
In the other directions, the fifth- and sixth-tier fighters unleashed all manner of techniques, like multicolored steel cables holding the enormous tentacles fast.
On closer inspection, though, they looked like guillotines of different shapes. In no time, they had sliced [Pollution] down to just its head and torso. Anyone watching would have to praise their professional dismemberment technique.
In ancient times, there had been human swine; now there was a calamity swine. Truly spectacular.
While the grand work of cutting was underway outside, changes were happening inside as well.
Ye Buyu had never seen the lunar phases cycle so quickly. Almost in the blink of an eye, they completed an entire rewind.
Spreading cracks crept from the corners of the statue's eyes, and it shattered. A translucent white soul appeared, curled up in the pitch-black space. As the light source for the entire space, it dispelled the darkness and illuminated the whole dark chamber.
[Pollution]'s pitch-black eyes shone in the light. It took one step forward, then three