In addition to his own head, the limbs and torso under the flesh and blood monk's robe were all split apart and turned into countless tentacles.

These tentacles were slimy, with a smell of blood and fish, constantly piercing the ground, and then extending in all directions in the dark underground, and at a very fast speed, they spread all over the underground of the monastery.

In the process, some tentacles are quickly withdrawn, and some important ......

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