Gigantic tentacles with suckers danced in the wind like demons, plunging the deck of the Golden Deer into sudden darkness as a foul stench pervaded the air.
Byron's mouth salivated, and after a brief moment of stunned realization, he remembered he should be counterattacking with his sword, not his mouth.
His bastard sword, White Frost, was drawn decisively from his waist, resonating with his Flow State as its light flared.
The skill "Storm Admiral" was activated, making his body light as a feather; he achieved Man and Sword as One, transforming into a white-hot meteor that lunged toward the thickest tentacle in front of him.
SIZZLE—!
The incomparably sharp sword light flashed, and the monster's flesh, as tough as steel, was viciously sliced halfway through.
A low groan emanated from beneath the water as the octopus warship, in pain, quickly retracted that tentacle.
