As the once-trapped elephants, moments away from death, now stood with renewed vigor on the hardened soil, Lin Fang was coughing for breath.
"Damn it…!"
The pressure around Lin Fang's ribs felt like iron bands crushing inward.
Every time he struggled, the silver-gray trunk coiled tighter, impossible to pry open even with brute force.
"Tch—damn it, it's like steel!"
He gritted his teeth, his arms trembling as mana surged into his palms. The trunk didn't even budge, no matter how much force he applied.
The elephant's three heads glared down with its eyes burning with fury, tightening its grip over Lin Fang's chest as if punishing a trespasser who dared cause chaos in its home.
"Alpha!" Lin Fang shouted inwardly. "Any ideas before my ribs become paste?
"Use the power of Disintegrate!" Alpha replied calmly. "But once you do it, you will have to speed up your moves…"
Lin Fang didn't even hesitate or ponder on the matter, whether it was good or not.
"Combat Merge—Activate!"
