Yang Yong was fully focused on dealing with that monster.
Yezi, too, seemed to be driving the ivy harder.
In just an instant.
The ivy gained the upper hand completely.
The Fleshball Monster swayed under its lashes, its entire body visibly shriveling.
Those human faces began to twist, warp, and cave in with pain.
At this rate, it was about to be whipped into jerky.
Roar...
The Fleshball Monster let out another furious roar.
This roar was completely different from the ones before, filled with a desperate madness.
On its body, those human faces...
One after another, with a series of pops, they kept bursting into blood mist.
The instant each face burst, the lump of flesh at that spot suddenly swelled, as though replenished with some kind of energy.
Masses of tentacles surged wildly from the ruptures, more numerous, thicker, and more hideous.
Then.
Even more tentacles exerted their strength together, all winding around the ivy's roots.
Countless tentacles intertwined and fused, actually forming a giant hand that seized the entire ivy plant in a death grip.
It pulled upward.
With a vicious yank.
Riiip...
The ivy's roots were forcibly torn straight out.
Then the giant hand hurled the ivy hard to one side. Climbing Vine tumbled through the air several times, already more than half withered by the time he landed.
The Fleshball Monster swung its remaining tentacles.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
All its tentacles spread to either side, alternating left and right at incredible speed.
Then...
That Fleshball Monster, which had looked absurdly powerful.
Fucking hell.
It actually fled.
The sight left both Yang Yong and Cao Xianming dumbfounded.
Both men looked at Yezi on Yang Yong's shoulder, her face wearing an expression that said, "Baby isn't happy."
They truly hadn't expected it.
Yezi was actually this