"Loren... Turin... Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

The tentacles in the sky waved wildly, and Chakar, who was "fused" by the body of the evil god, seemed to be completely crazy, turning this sentence into his hysterical roar, and pounced on the two figures on the ground.

"Boom ——!!!!"

With the loud sound of the tentacles crashing to the ground, the black-haired wizard who could flash was almost half a step away from being smashed into shreds, and the corpses and smoke were scattered all over the sky.

Before he could dodge, a second tentacle covered with spikes had already fallen from the sky!

Under the tentacles waving in the sky, Loren, who couldn't get close to half a step at all, could only keep dodging around Chakal's huge body quickly;

If you stay in any position for even half a second, you will die.

The huge difference in the "size" of the two sides made it so that as long as Chakar waved his tentacles once, Loren had to move quickly to dodge, and the tentacles that were all over the body and had no "joints" at all also caused the attack of the evil god's body to have no "dead ends" to speak of.

"Boom ——!!!!"

Billowing smoke and dust drifted on the shaking earth, and Loren dodged expressionlessly with the blessing of "transcendent perception"; rolling, sliding, stopping, turning... Do whatever it takes.

While desperately dodging, the pitch-black pupils never left the huge body once, constantly calculating Chakar's attack speed and reaction time.

With every dodge, every attack, Loren could clearly feel the changes in Chakar's body......

The angry attacks became more and more scattered, the target became more and more unclear, and even more often it just slapped the ground indiscriminately, and there was no concept of "aiming" at all.

Chakar... He's just desperately waving his tentacles in the direction of "himself" as much as he can, just pouring out his desire to kill, revenge... It's hard to say whether he still has such thoughts.

It doesn't matter who you are, it doesn't matter who you kill, as long as you can kill them, kill them all!

His reason had long been completely devoured by the power of the void.

That hysterical, senseless rage made his attacks more and more frenzied, frequent, and ferocious! But to the black-haired wizard, the more this was the case, the less threatening Chakar became.

Unbridled beasts... Never to be afraid of!

"Boom ——!!!!"

Another tentacle fell head-on from the sky.

In the roar, the dodging black-haired wizard didn't have time to retreat, and another tentacle had already swept towards him, and the tentacle that had just smashed down behind him just blocked the way.

There is no way back!

The expressionless Loren pursed the corners of his mouth, stabbed the tip of the sword into the ground with his right hand to fix his body, and the "spellcaster" in his left hand opened and aimed at the huge black shadow that was rushing towards him.

The world, as if at this moment, slowed down.

"Boom ——!!!!"

The dazzling golden-red flames exploded, and the figure of the black-haired wizard standing with a sword was instantly engulfed by the gushing flames and the black shadow of the tentacles.

"Loren ——?!"

The exclamation of the gray-eyed boy sounded from not far away.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure wielding a two-handed sword had already rushed out of the flames, and a large area of carrion on the tentacles that had been bombed was burned, and the entire section of carrion fell to the ground, and the retracted tentacles were still gushing pus.

And there is no sign of replying.

That is, Chakar did not recover from the damage inflicted by Master Ashmai?

If so... Maybe it's an opportunity!

While thinking, the black-haired wizard with the "Dawn" sword on his back began to attack Chakar.

The tearing sound of flesh and bone grinding sounded, and countless tiny tentacles burst out from the torso of the evil god's body again, rushing towards him;

"Poof——!

Under the sweep of the Mithril greatsword, all the tentacles that had been touched dissipated instantly, and the gushing gray-blue pus slid from the blade without leaving a trace, and the rancid smell that filled the air was disgusting.

Amid the hysterical howls, Chakar immediately noticed the rapidly approaching figure.

On the other side, the gray-eyed boy who had received Loren's order was always outside the tentacle attack range of the evil god's body, and even if the black-haired wizard was almost hit just now, he had not come closer than half a step.

"Boom ——!!!!"

The sudden tentacles immediately descended from the sky, and almost brushed off with the rapidly advancing black-haired wizard.

And right in front of the field of vision, there were already two more tentacles, one left and one right, rushing towards him.

In the infinitely extended sense of time of "Beyond Perception", the expressionless black-haired wizard's pupils froze, and the steps he took out in the wild run slammed hard.

The next moment, the figure with the big sword on his back jumped up;

Two tentacles and a man, as if they had already reached a "tacit understanding", slid past each other's sides, and Loren could even see the cracked rotten flesh on it, still overflowing with pus.

Loren in mid-air used all his strength to step heavily on the tentacles that were about to fall!

The Evil God Shell... The tentacles all over the body really make Chakar's attacks free of any dead ends, and they can attack from all directions and angles, so that any enemy who wants to get close to it will face a stormy attack.

But in this world, there is no monster that does not have weaknesses... And often where they are strong is where they are weakest.

The same goes for the shell of the evil god, or the "behemoth" of the ogre, or even the Mezca... Afraid of getting close!

The sheer size of the attack made it impossible for them to react immediately to the enemy close to them, and there was no room for the originally devastating attack power to be used in such a narrow space.

It's like a paradoxical fallacy... In the face of the stormy attacks of countless tentacles, everyone's first reaction must be far away, and they will not have the courage to approach at all if they find a way to use long-range means or sneak attacks.

But the actual situation is that as long as you break into the attack range of the tentacles, the tentacle threat in the sky will instantly shrink by half, and the roots of the tentacles all over the body are still a natural "ladder".

A ladder that can climb all the way up to Chakar's "front"!

The black-haired wizard running wildly on the torso and tentacles of the evil god's body could see the corpses all over the fat body, dense arms, legs, and skulls, like hairs constantly emerging from the tentacles.

The "Dawn" sword clenched in his right hand kept waving in front of him, sweeping away all obstacles in front of him;

In front of Mithril, which naturally restrained the power of the void, these bones corrupted by the Holy Blood Elixir and the power of the Void instantly turned into pieces, dissipating invisibly like embers in fire.

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

At the same time, Chakal, who sensed that he was being approached, roared angrily, pulled his tentacles, and slammed towards the position where Loren passed.

Bang——!

The tentacles landed heavily on the body of the evil god's body, and gray-blue pus spewed towards the black-haired wizard who quickly dodged, and half of his body was soaked.

"Poof——!

The "Dawn" sword stabbed into the body of the evil god's body, and Loren, who rose into the air, finally did not fall directly;

Looking at the distance of nearly twenty meters from the ground under his feet, Loren had no way out... With just one mistake, before he could fall to the ground and smash into meat sauce, countless tentacles would tear him to pieces in mid-air.

Fight against the water, unstoppable——!

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

A deafening roar sounded in his ears, and the black-haired wizard who was engrossed in it was in a trance, and was almost thrown off his body by Chakar.

The next moment, countless tiny tentacles suddenly burst out of the body of the evil god's body, like a swarm of snakes gushing out of a hole, desperately rushing towards him.

Really... Just like Loren guessed, although he has completely lost his mind, it does not mean that Chakar has become a fool;

The huge tentacles could not keep up with the speed of their dodge in such a narrow distance, so they had to use a tentacle of the same size as their own "human" to block it.

But only if that's... They can really stop themselves!

Bang——!

With the "caster's" left hand down, a "Force Impact" shattered the tentacles that wanted to wrap around his ankle.

Just as hundreds of tentacles were about to pounce on him, the black-haired wizard squatted down sharply, half-kneeling on the ground, and the magic circle opened directly on the flesh wall of the tentacles beneath his feet.

High-level spells, the will of the rock.

The rock wall that appeared out of thin air directly covered the black-haired wizard's body, and the swarming "tentacle swarm" instantly covered the entire stone wall, quickly climbing every position.

"Click!" The hard stone wall, under the terrifying twisting force of the tentacles, appeared like an eggshell with large cracks.

At the moment when the stone wall shattered, the expressionless Loren pressed his palm down again.

High-level spells, Force Impact.

"Bang ——!"

A huge wave of air exploded from the center and roared in all directions.

The tentacles that didn't have time to dodge were all torn into countless pieces of flesh by the dancing hurricane.

The black-haired wizard leaped on the spot, dodging the attacks of the next group of tentacles before they could attack, and kept swinging the "Dawn" greatsword in his hand to clear the way, and pounced towards the upper position.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer......

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

Chakar's roar grew louder and louder, almost to the point of numbness on his scalp, and even his chest could clearly feel the vibration.

In the frantic screams, he could clearly feel Chakar's unusually madness, anger, and... Fear.

The original Chakar should no longer have any "fear" feelings.

Is this also the influence that Guru Ashmai had on him?

will hurt... It hurts... Will be afraid... Even if you are attacked, you can't immediately recover from it......

Chakar... He seems to be transforming from a "monster" that was originally forcibly twisted and fabricated by the power of the void to an existence more in line with the material world.

"Transforming" the creatures of the void into creatures of the material world... Master Haringvan Ashamai is worthy of being the top alchemist of the Wizarding Tower.

calmly looked at the countless tentacles rushing in front of him, and with a hint of determination, the black-haired wizard rushed forward without dodging.

Rushed to the top of the evil god's body.

"Boom ——!!!!"

The flames roared, and all the tentacles in front of him were reduced to ashes by the exploding "Turin Fire".

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Leaving behind the rain of fire and embers, Loren raised his "Dawn" greatsword and pounced on Chakal's hideous and ferocious head desperately.

It's right in front of you!

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

Seeing the figure brandishing his sword rushing towards him, the angry Chakar roared even more hysterically, and countless tentacles waved wildly, abandoning all defenses, and swept towards him from all directions like crazy.

Just to stop him, kill him!

The big sword in his hand kept slashing at the rushing tentacles, and the gray-blue pus gushing out even soaked Loren's body, but compared to the number of tentacles around him, it still looked very weak.

In the blink of an eye, he was already submerged in a dense pile of tentacles.

At that moment, another figure suddenly appeared in Chakar's field of vision, and quickly passed by Loren's side.

The huge, black-ink-stained pupils twitched visibly.

Equally stunned was the black-haired wizard who was trapped in place.

Lusen?!

When was he... Could it be possible?!

Turning his head suddenly, he glanced at Loren behind him, and immediately understood.

In the next second, Lusen, who had been rushing up along the route of Loren's raid, drew his twin swords and slammed at Chakar.

The tentacles around him trembled violently, and immediately swept towards the attacking figure.

The gray-eyed boy with an indifferent expression was still unabated, and he didn't even have any preparation to resist the parry.

"Boom ——!!!!"

The flames of the explosion cleared his path, and gray-blue eyes stared at Chakar's frantic face.

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

A deafening roar rang out, and Chakar opened his fang-covered bloody mouth, and the gray-eyed boy wielding two sharp blades still didn't change his face and pounced on him without looking back.

In my mind, the tragic situation of the soldiers and knights before they died, their own powerlessness, and even their expressions of fear came to mind one by one......

I'm going to kill him... I have to kill him......

Feeling the strong wind coming from the mouth of the blood basin, a trace of absoluteness flashed in the eyes of the gray-eyed boy.

At this moment, the roar of the black-haired wizard suddenly came from behind him:

"Lusen, stop——!"

The gray-eyed boy who suddenly looked up saw countless tentacles spitting out from Chakar's open mouth.

Shocked in his heart, his expression was resolute, and he still had no intention of retreating.

"Lusen?!"

"I can do it!"

The gray-eyed boy who gritted his teeth and his eyes widened angrily roared:

"I can kill him!"

"Lusen ——!!!!"

The urgent black-haired wizard gritted his teeth and watched as the gray-eyed boy's figure was gradually engulfed by countless tentacles.

The next moment, Loren, who was standing in place, only felt a wave of qi coming towards him, followed by a thunderbolt-like roar in the clear sky!

Its voice... Like thunder!