The monstrous figure before her took Wu Handing by surprise. This form—it must be some sort of aberrant mutation, right?
But could such tentacular monsters be born from lava as well?
BOOM!
The volcano erupted a second time. Countless tentacles, as if breaking free from their shackles, burst forth from the depths of the earth.
Just having reached the Seventh Tier, Wu Handing wanted to take to the sky for a closer look, but the tentacles aimed straight for her, entwining themselves around her without giving her any chance to escape.
"What kind of monster is this!"
Wu Handing cut through a giant tentacle with a single sword strike, and flame ignited the very moment the tentacle was severed.
Yet, the tentacle did not disintegrate from flame and injury; instead, it floated quietly in the air.
It seemed as though it was brewing some kind of powerful Outburst.
Wu Handing had no time to pay attention to the tentacle's subsequent reaction.
