Don Juan's singing sometimes soared high, sometimes twisted melodiously. Wherever the sound wave reached, the Horror Maggot Beast's viscera resonated and ruptured, flying around like a punctured balloon and cosplaying an Indian missile doing Brownian motion.
"Why... can't kill... them all."
Gouchen flipped forward, seizing a fleeting chance, passing through the impact waves of the cannonballs.
Ripples like water waves appeared around him, using a Shield Scroll as the cost to offset the rolling heatwave.
According to the notes, there should only be a hundred Horror Maggot Beasts here, but now five hundred have been killed, with more continuously appearing.
Divine Era Rain Prayer paused briefly and then moved.
Crack, crack, crack.
The wooden clogs tapped crisply against the ground. On the fourth step, Divine Era Rain Prayer suddenly disappeared, flashing to the top of a Horror Maggot Beast kilometers away.
Splurt!
