Golden Arrow ahead, soul-snatching Puji behind, and in order to briefly pin Link down, the Demon King himself could not move either.
Gurgle—
A pile of Slime cores in red, green, and other colors floated out of the Demon King's body, densely stacking over his surface to form a layer of Slime clothing that just happened to block the tentacle that Puji reached toward him.
The instant they touched, several Slimes' fragile Pseudo-Souls shattered, and their Slime cores lost all activity, dripping down together with great sheets of mucus.
That Puji, after using [Soul Touch], also became an empty shell and fell into the dust.
The Demon King blocked the most threatening Puji, and the price was that the Golden Arrow tore through the shield he had hastily raised and exploded in front of him.
The explosion overturned everything around them; even the teleportation array condensing beneath the Demon King was more than half destroyed.
The Demon King did not give up. Even as the Temporary Teleportation Array was damaged, he kept repairing it, and before the aftershock of the explosion had fully dispersed, the teleportation array was almost restored to its original state.
All of this happened in an extremely short span of time. Just as the Demon King's repairs were reaching their end, Link suddenly yanked one hand free from the mucus binding him.
That hand, containing unrivaled power, rose high, clenched into a fist, and hung in midair.
If this punch came down, without question, the Demon King and the teleportation array would explode together.
"Link!" At the critical moment, the Demon King's furious shout drowned out the noise of the battlefield. "Are you still going to let those incompetent gods do as they please, let the tragedy of White Brew Village repeat itself again and again