"Clang--"
The blade clashed with the tentacles.
A tremendous force traveled through the tentacles, causing Shen Heng's arm to go slightly numb.
Without time to think further, Shen Heng pushed off with his feet and leaped to the side.
Almost the instant he leaped out, the black tentacles slammed into the ground where he had just stood.
The other tentacles adjusted their position and launched a series of attacks.
The sounds of bombardment rang out one after another, occasionally interspersed with a few crisp metallic clangs.
Shen Heng kept dodging Shadow Erosion's attacks, maintaining a considerable distance between himself and Shadow Erosion with each step he took.
There was no other way. After briefly assessing the combat strength of both sides, Shen Heng believed that he was no match for Shadow Erosion, so he didn't force himself to fight it head-on.
All I need to do is stall for time, stall until...
"Boom--"
The tentacle crashed to the ground.
Shen Heng leaped backward, glancing slightly to the side as he looked into the distance.
Several figures were seen carrying one person on their backs as they walked out.
Fan Hong and the others had run in, their backs bent, during the fight.
Then, after searching for a while, they finally found the captain and the others, and carefully carried them outside.
The speed wasn't fast, it could even be described as very slow, but...
This still caught Shadow Erosion's attention.
The tentacles that had been waving in the air stopped and then retracted.
The tentacles lightly touched the ground, Shadow Erosion turned around, and then quickly headed in that direction.
Compared to the still uncertain outcome here, the five Third Tier food items that have already been determined are undoubtedly of greater importance to it.
The rumbling suddenly stopped. Fan Hong was puzzled and was about to turn around to see what had happened when a sharp shout suddenly rang in his ears.
"Just run!"
His pupils contracted slightly. Without time to think further, Fan Hong straightened up and ran forward, shouting:
"Run!"
Seeing this, the people nearby quickly straightened up and ran forward.
A thunderous roar sounded again behind them, accompanied by the whooshing sound of wind being cut and several angry roars.
Tian Xiangwen carried a person with a bandaged hand on his back and ran forward quickly.
The sound of wind cutting through the air kept coming from behind him, causing his body to tense up instinctively.
The threat of death made him instinctively run forward as fast as he could.
He overtook the others and quickly approached the main gate.
Nevertheless, the sound of wind rushing behind him and the sense of threat from death never disappeared.
Fortunately, nothing happened until he reached the entrance of the seafood market.
Tian Xiangwen breathed a sigh of relief.
Perhaps it was because he was the first to arrive at the gate that he felt a little safe.
Or perhaps it was out of curiosity about the scene behind them.
He slowed down and turned his head back.
In a market that wasn't exactly bright.
The giant, jet-black octopus had closed in from over two hundred meters away to within a hundred meters.
White blades flashed past him, hindering his advance and severing the tentacles that were shooting towards them.
"Whoosh--"
A flash of light appeared.
It severed another tentacle that was shooting straight out.
This time, Shadow Erosion did not pursue further, but slowly came to a stop, retaining only a few tentacles to block the streaks of sword light.
The food had already been taken out of the seafood market, and Shen Heng's obstruction made it realize that it might not be able to eat those few items.
A tremendous rage rose within it.
Sensing the change in Shadow Erosion's movements, Shen Heng stepped back with his knife, creating distance between them.
He didn't distance himself from it, but maintained a comfortable distance.
Fan Hong and his group haven't gone far yet; he needs to continue stalling, but...
Shen Heng watched Shadow Erosion Ying Shi slowly turned around, pondering how he should handle the situation.
Continue fighting? Or...?
Just then, Shadow Erosion's slightly trembling voice rang out again.
"If you... dare to leave... I'll just... go straight to the nearest... inhabited place..." His cloudy yellow pupils were fixed on the figure in the distance.
Shen Heng paused, standing still with his expression unchanged, but his eyes turned cold.
"It seems you've learned quite a bit during your time in the human world."
"The food ran away... it always needs to be... replenished."
Tentacles Distortion around Shadow Erosion.
It looked at Shen Heng, who was standing still in the distance and had really stopped running, and chuckled softly, then said:
"I'm... becoming a little... interested in humans now."
Are you starting to get interested in humans...? Shen Heng held his knife, silently watching Shadow Erosion.
The two sides stood in a standoff for a while, and then...
"Click!"
The tentacles are on the ground.
Shadow Erosion's body began to approach Shen Heng's location.
At the same time, several tentacles slowly rose in front of it, and then...
"Whoosh--"
A mournful wind howled.
Two tentacles, carrying immense power, pierced straight at you.
Shen Heng's pupils contracted slightly.
This time, the tentacles pierced through even faster than before.
He took a light breath, and his figure moved once again.
The rumbling sounds echoed continuously within the seafood market, interspersed with the clanging of metal.
Time passed slowly.
The blade clashed with the tentacles again and again.
The sparks flying reflected off Shen Heng's solemn and tense profile.
Shadow Erosion's attacks poured down on him like a torrential downpour.
Six or seven tentacles took turns stabbing, sweeping, and slapping, moving so fast that they left afterimages in the air.
Shen Heng's figure transformed into a black line, struggling to maneuver between the tentacles.
With each swing of the longsword, he precisely parried or deflected the incoming attacks, but...
"Laugh--"
A sickeningly sharp sound rang out incessantly as the blade collided with the tentacles.
strength!
A pure power difference!
The difference in rank and physique meant that Shen Heng had to exert all his strength for every block.
Even so, as time goes by...
The force transmitted from the blade still made his hand go numb and his arm bones ache faintly.
In fact, the reason it has survived intact until now is because...
"Whoosh--!"
A tentacle swept across the ground like a venomous snake.
Shen Heng twisted his waist abruptly, channeling his Origin Power into his left leg and slamming it hard against the side of the sweeping tentacle.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, Shen Heng used the impact to flip backward, narrowly avoiding the collision.
The tentacles scraped across the ground, carving a deep furrow, sending pebbles flying.
Shen Heng landed, staggered, and was breathing rapidly.
He shook his numb arm, his gaze fixed intently on Shadow Erosion.
The opponent's massive body stood in the moonlight, its twelve tentacles slowly writhing, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.
His cloudy yellow eyes looked down at him coldly, with a mocking, cat-and-mouse expression.