Demon Castle, Sheola's study.

The crystal ball reflects the figures of Atvance and Aruba, and Sheola observes their every move through the crystal ball.

"You must know something about that beast, Kaina-sama." Sheola took her eyes off the crystal ball slightly and looked at Kaina, who was sitting next to her reading a book.

"Swamp snail, in my memory, that's what that monster is called. It is a giant monster that was transferred with the Hell when it was transferred from the continent of Ostia. It was precisely because of its existence that almost all of Yelan's original demonic beasts were wiped out. It's been absorbing Yerland's nutrients, but it's never going to leave it for half a step.'"

Faced with Siola's question, Kaina only responded lightly. Judging by her expression, Kaina knew a lot, but she didn't say a word about the abilities that the Imarsh snail possessed.

However, Siola decided that this level of information was enough, and she once again focused her attention entirely on the crystal ball, anticipating what would happen.

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Artevans looked at the cursed place in front of him and studied it carefully. There was a disgusting smell in the air, like the smell of hundreds of corpses decomposing at the same time on mass graves, making people reluctant to stay here for even a second.

Rusa's sensitivity to mental fluctuations is far higher than that of Artfans, and although Artevans doesn't feel anything in this ominous quagmire, he trusts Aruba's feelings.

Rather, this quagmire itself is a strange existence. It was so different from its surroundings that Artevans had to wonder what had happened here, or what had existed, that made it that way it was.

"The source of mental fluctuations is at the bottom of the quagmire." Rusha said slowly, pointing to the center of the quagmire.

Artevans walked in the direction that Rusa had pointed, stepping into the unpleasant mire, his shoes sinking into the disgusting bubbling mud.

As soon as he stepped into the mire, Atvance felt a sinking force, and the mud was very loose, and if he continued to move forward, Atvance would most likely sink into the mud. Moreover, the mud was not so friendly, and the moment Artvance took his first step, it gathered towards his shoes.

Turning in disgust at the seemingly cursed ground beneath his feet, Artevans summoned the magic in his body and attached it to his feet, freeing them from the confines of the mire and allowing him to walk smoothly on the surface of the mire.

The closer he got to the center of the quagmire, the strange feeling in Artevans' heart became a little heavier. Gradually, he began to feel that there was a mysterious presence at his feet. He could sense a faint amount of energy from the mire, and it was something like an enchantment that made it so weak.

Walking to the center, Artevans suddenly felt a suction force and dragged himself into the mire. He was now almost certain that the huge demonic beast that Sheora had spoken of was sleeping at his feet. At the center of the quagmire is the air inlet for the beast to breathe.

"Lord Artevans, that beast is called the Alien Snail, you can try to wake it up and get it out of the ground." Theola's voice suddenly sounded in her head.

"This kind of thing, I don't need to bother you to explain it." Artevans said, aiming the palm of his left hand at the inconspicuous hole beneath his feet.

A few seconds later, a purple beam of light shot out of the palm of his hand and into the interior of the mire. Almost at the same time, he heard an explosion under his feet, and then the ground shook violently.

Artevans flashed back to Rusa's side as fast as he could, looking at the shaking and bubbling bubbles in front of him, like a boiling quagmire.

A moment later, as the mud suddenly sank, a large body rose from the mire. The back with a shimmering metallic sheen should be the back shell to be exact. Strange pink sarcomas are held up by green mucus, writhing black tentacles.

There is no doubt that the behemoth in front of you is the alien swamp snail.

The moment the swamp snail appeared, Atfans's brain felt an inexplicable heaviness, and the flashing fragments made him unable to calm down. Although he had forced himself to concentrate a lot, the powerful mental impact still made Artevans a little difficult.

Rusha on the side frowned and opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to sigh what a strong spiritual impact this was. As a nightmare, she is not affected by any of the usual mental shocks. The ordinary, here refers to those spontaneous, uncontrolled, and naturally occurring mental shocks. Obviously, the spirit impact of the swamp snail belongs to the type that will not be affected by Ai Rusha.

"Lord Artevis, you can use the power of that pendant, I'll wait for your good news." Sheola left a sentence and severed the connection between her minds.

Judging from Xiola's somewhat struggling tone, she probably withdrew the monitoring ability of the crystal ball because she could feel this powerful spiritual impact through the crystal ball.

Artevans looked down at the purple skull pendant on his chest and closed his eyes, allowing himself to stop looking directly at the swamp snail and slow the impact. At the same time, Artevans gestured to Rusa.

Rusha realized, summoned her wrist blade, and launched an attack on the Imaru snail.

Artevans needs to use the pure dark energy in the skull pendant to resist the spirit of the swamp snail's natural emanation, and Rusa needs to create some time for Atvance. Of course, it would be better if Rusha could weaken the snail's physical strength.

Unable to find the head of the swamp snail, Rusha subconsciously assumed that its eyes were on two black tentacles. The Snail was slow, giving Rusa plenty of time to get around the rear. The metallic shell looked very hard, and Arusha targeted the disgusting pink sarcomas.

The wristblade slashed and hit the sarcoma, but to Elusa's surprise, only sparks were left behind where the wristblade slashed, as if it was cutting through metal, and could not do any damage to the swamp snail.

Soon, Rusha noticed that the green slime was exuding a dangerous aura, and she immediately turned back into her body and flew into the air.

The slime began to flow, gradually turning into a wriggling and changing shape, eventually forming a tentacle-like strip that swung towards Rusha.

Although Rusha had no physical form when she returned to her original form, the dangerous aura emitted by the slime made Rusha wary. She swung her wrist blade and slashed through the flying slime.

But after the mucus was cut off, it seemed to have vitality, and it healed on its own and continued to attack.

As a last resort, Rusha relies on nimble movement to dodge the slime's attacks, while constantly searching for the weakness of the alien snail.

(If sarcoma and mucus don't work, what about tentacles?) ）

Rusha noticed the two writhing black tentacles, but when she looked closely, there were tiny hairs on the surface of the tentacles, each of which was like a barb, and once touched, it would be hooked and could no longer escape.

Seeing the appearance of the tentacles, Aruba separated a part of the black shadow from her body, condensed it into the shape of a blade, and threw it over.

The blade struck the black tentacles, cutting a wound, but it didn't cut the black tentacles, and a light yellow thick juice flowed out of the wound, and the thick juice also emitted a strange smell.

The swamp snail turned, its tentacles facing Rusa, and the sarcoma agitated as if it was dissatisfied. The mucus stopped attacking, but instead, it was the gas that erupted from the cracks of the sarcoma.

A moment of carelessness made Ai Rusha stained with gas, and in an instant, a strong feeling of weakness spread throughout her body, which was a gas that could suppress her soul power.

The weakness slows down Rusha's movements, and the black tentacles suddenly reach out, binding her and dragging her towards the back of the swamp snail.

Rusha broke free, but it didn't work, and when she got closer to the back shell of the swamp snail, she realized that the metallic texture of the back shell was just confused.

The dorsal shell of the swamp snail opened in two, like a mouth, and the two halves of the dorsal shell that were separated suddenly opened dense, bloodshot eyes.

Rusha understands that sarcoma is the body used by the heteromarsh snail to digest food, and the dorsal shell is where its mouth and eyes are located. But the most important thing at this moment is to escape the restraint of the black tentacles, but the gradual weakening of her body makes Rusha slowly lose her ability to resist.

Just as Rusha was about to be sent into the mouth of the Ibog snail, two black air blades flew by, directly severing the tentacles of the Imosh. At the same time, a strong pull pulls Rusha out of the black tentacles' grasp.

At the last moment, Artevans finally succeeded in mobilizing the energy of the skeleton pendant to cover his body, which was used to block the powerful mental impact of the swamp snail. He brought Rushara back to him.

"It's a good job to be able to expose all the snails, so I'll leave it to me." Artevans let Rusa into his body, and with the last bit of strength, Rusa entered Atvance's inner space.

The tentacles were severed, causing the Imarsh snail to let out a piercing scream, and the bloody mouth on its back let out an astonishing cry that echoed over Yelan.

But soon, the light yellow juice flowing from the fracture caused the wound to heal quickly, and immediately after, two black tentacles grew back.

(It doesn't seem to be able to kill it by ordinary means, so it seems that some special means will be used.) Hmph, such a disgusting monster, I'm afraid there is also danger in its energy, don't do it. ）

Artevans decided to kill the swamp snail and make it disappear from the real world.

"Convergence ......" Artevans groaned, spreading his hands, and a spinning black ball appeared between the palms of his hands.

At the same time, a sphere with a dark aura also appeared around the snail, enveloping the snail. No matter how much the snail's tentacles whip, it can't destroy the orb.

"Warcraft, after all, Warcraft." Artevans snorted, his hands closed, and the orb contracted......