Observers who had witnessed everything from the beginning were helpless, and the battle against Artoria was clear.

How to say it, Artoria's strength is indeed not weak, but unfortunately the combat means are too simple, which has become an unavoidable shortcoming.

Wind King Enchantment, Excalibur, exquisite martial arts, intuition, in addition to this, Artoria has no other means to fight the enemy, and the appearance of the sword rank is probably the biggest weakening of Artoria, without Avalon, without the Holy Spear Lengominiade, Artoria's strength is greatly limited.

But if the thing you face is a monster of Cthulhu, the winner has to be decided, the Cthulhu god system, if he remembers correctly, these guys are all alien visitors, and Excalibur is the ultimate weapon forged by the planet to deal with these things.

But the Cthulhu monster hatched from the flesh essence that devoured nearly 10,000 or more creatures is not just something that can be easily handled by an incomplete Excalibur that appears with the Heroic Spirit!

The cluster cannon fired by Excalibur sank into the dirt bag, but there was no movement after that, no screams from the monster, and no continued attack from the tentacles, as if the monster in the dirt bag was dead.

But the instinct that had never been wrong told Artoria that this was just the calm before the storm, and although it had lost its movement, the abyss-like momentum emanating from the monster was becoming more and more condensed.

"Boom"

The huge dirt bag exploded, and the dust in the sky seemed to be flying wildly because of the birth of the devil, and the black shadow in the dust and mist, almost the size of a small mountain, gave people a heavy and distorted pressure.

Without thinking too much about it, Artoria jumped out of the smoke and dust in the obstructed field of vision after a few consecutive times, judging from the size of the opponent alone, the strength will never be weak, and her own distance seems to be a little too close, whether it is reaction or attack, she has no advantage, she can only temporarily distance herself to find out the enemy's situation before making plans.

The smoke cleared, and the full picture of the monster finally surfaced.

Smooth skin blue and covered with viscous liquid, a huge head resembling an octopus in the sea, and countless tiny tentacles like whiskers covered the jaw.

The huge body is somewhat similar to a human except for the skin, and the limbs are also tentacles unexpectedly, extending from the shoulders and dissecting into four relatively thin tentacles at the end, judging from the three tentacles on its right arm, it should be the ones that were cut off by Artoria with the holy sword before.

Artoria breathed a sigh of relief when the full extent of the disgusting monster was revealed, for she had seen it before in her life.

Merlin called "The Monster of Cthulhu" a vicious monster that inhabited the coastal generation and devoured an entire Saxon tribe and plunged the people of the surrounding tribes into an unspeakable state of fanaticism.

Because the memory of this incident is too long, she didn't recall it until she saw the whole picture of this monster, but the strength of the one she encountered in her life was definitely not comparable to the current one, feeding on the people of the gods who were much older, feeding on the magic power in the atmosphere that was almost condensed into liquid, and based on the essence of the land of Rhode Island, the strength of this monster has been pushed to an extremely terrifying point.

“GA！！！”

The monster raised its head to the sky and howled angrily, and the severed tentacles grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the magic power in the atmosphere quickly decreased.

"Boom"

With a long jump, the shot slammed into the solid ground like a whip, drawing out a wide pit.

This scene in Artoria's eyes made her have to sigh at how correct her previous decision to distance herself was, and the several tentacles on the monster's body, if she had chosen to fight in melee before, she would probably have to hate it.

Yu Guang glanced at Qi Wuce's distance again, she only hoped that the other party could quickly solve the problem and then return here to assist in the battle, if she could kill this disgusting monster alone, the price to pay was a bit heavy and unacceptable.

Moreover, what she was most worried about now was that Qi Wuce had an unnecessary conflict with the unknown Heroic Spirit, judging from the behavior of the Heroic Spirit in chasing and killing these refugees parasitized by monsters to this place, even if they were not friends, they should be people with common enemies to cooperate with.

If Qi Wuce's guy really fights with the other party, he can only add an unnecessary enemy for nothing. At some point, Artoria had already regarded Qi Wuce as a teammate on the same front as herself.

The sun was blocked by a huge shadow that obscured the sky overhead, and without thinking, it must have been an enemy attack.

Dodging the tentacles that fell from the sky, a luminous cannon shot out, hitting the purple skin at the end of the tentacles that slapped down, but gradually melted away like snow meeting flames.

Unfazed, Artoria was not discouraged at night and continued to look for ways to hurt her enemies.

Another sword slashed into the disgusting tentacles that struck again, and the blade into the flesh gave her a feeling like a blunt knife cutting through cowhide, and, compared to the monster's huge and desperate body, her sword just now only caused an insignificant small crack, and it didn't take a few breaths for the other party to recover immediately.

“GA！！！”

Sometimes it was a piercing scream, sometimes it was a terrifying howl, and the monster's voice seemed to have no fixed pronunciation, but each howl was mixed with the pollution of the spirit and the soul.

Although Artoria has the protection of the elves, she can't help but be restless by the monster's roar, which has a great impact on the battle performance.

Dodging the attacking tentacles again, Artoria dodged as she began to think of better countermeasures.

It seems that only the complete liberation of Excalibur may be able to destroy it, and superb sword skills will not play any role in the face of such a huge monster, and Excalibur's blade may be nothing more than a slender iron needle in the other party's eyes.

But to free Excalibur, there is not enough time for her to transform her magic into holy light and condense it.

As if annoyed that he couldn't defeat the small bug in front of him for a long time, more and more tentacles attacked Artoria.

These tentacles alone were already exhausting for Artoria, so why not find an opportunity to liberate Excalibur.

At this moment, Artoria is in the midst of a bitter battle.