The blue-gray tentacles slammed down, striking a house. The sturdy stone wall was as fragile as a child's building block, and then it collapsed and crumbled into ruins.

Pan Long, on the other hand, had left the spot before it could hit itself.

The heart of the town is now in ruins, and even more like ruins than the cities that have been abandoned for years.

Many corpses were scattered among the ruins, each one withered and shriveled, like a mummy inside a pyramid.

Among them were the soldiers who guarded the place, the clergy who prayed sincerely, the rich men and servants who lived in the neighborhood, and the residents who came to see the bustle...... But now they're all the same, just a dried corpse in the ruins.

The blood on their bodies was sucked dry by the giant tentacle monster.

After sucking the blood of so many people, the tentacle monster's body grew larger and larger, and it was already taller than the house. It waved dozens of tentacles, casting huge shadows on the ground, like a towering tree in a single forest, and like a dark cloud falling near the ground.

In this shadow, Pan Long held a halberd in his hand, resisting the siege of tentacles.

His body was not worth mentioning compared to those tentacles, but every time he swung his halberd, he was always able to knock one tentacle back. The ordinary-looking body contains unimaginable power.

The inhabitants of Saint Silver Town looked at the battlefield uneasily from a distance, countless pairs of eyes staring at the figure that was so small that it was not worth mentioning compared to the tentacle monster, even though they knew that there was little hope, they were still expecting, expecting a miracle to happen.

The soldiers, on the other hand, were much braver, bringing in bows and arrows and crossbows from the storehouse, and shot them from afar, hoping to help. But whether it is a sharp arrow or a crossbow arrow, when it falls on the blue-gray body of the tentacle monster, it makes a sound like hitting a rock, and it bounces to the side, causing no damage.

An officer with a sweaty face shouted anxiously: "Hasn't the artillery been delivered yet?"

Someone in the distance replied: "There are too many obstacles on the road!"

"What's going on, why is it so slow?"

"We never thought we'd have to transport it to the city one day to bombard the prayer hall!"

Amid the quarrel, the artillery on which they had high hopes was being dragged by the soldiers, slowly walking down the street. Every now and then, something messy blocks their way, leaving them with time to clear the road.

Pan Long didn't notice the movement behind him at all, and he was now engrossed in dealing with the huge monster in front of him.

This guy is almost as big as the giant octopus he had seen in another world before, and that octopus single-handedly destroyed a thriving city, turning the jewel of human civilization, the mobile city of steel, into a desert ruin.

Fighting this kind of enemy at the level of "against the city", no matter how careful you are, you should be.

In fact, he hasn't shown all his strength yet, if he puts away the halberd, takes out the cicada wing knife, and concentrates on the cicada wing knife with his true qi, and urges the sword qi with all his strength, he may not be able to cut off the body of this huge tentacle monster.

But Pan Long had already made up his mind that unless it was a last resort, in this world, as long as there were bystanders, he would use the halberd to fight.

This is not a trick, but for the sake of Mr. Guda's reputation.

Teacher Guda insisted that he died as a human being, and Pan Longmeng taught him martial arts, so he should repay him and win an honor for him.

The origin of the "calamity" has something to do with Mr. Guda, and using the identity of Guda's successor to eliminate all the masterminds behind the scenes and eliminate the man-made disaster is the best way to comfort his soul in the sky!

The halberd was wielded, and the wind was howling.

The heavy tentacles struck again and again, but either they missed or were knocked aside by the halberd, and not even one of them was able to hit Pan Long.

Spencer roared angrily, he thought that he had completely abandoned his human identity, fused with the carefully cultivated monsters, and turned into a calamity beast, and he would definitely be invincible in this world. Unexpectedly, in the first battle out of the mountain, he was stopped by a mere mortal.

He waved his tentacles vigorously, and the houses were knocked down, countless bricks and stones were turned into powder, and the wind set off by the tentacles blew the sand and rocks, and some small stones even flew out dozens of meters, hitting the soldiers in the distance, making them unstable on their feet and retreating again and again.

The solid stone floor had long since shattered, cracks all over the ground, and long dents even appeared in many places—the result of being whipped by tentacles.

This gravel ground is completely unsuitable for anyone to walk, but Pan Long is walking on the ground in it, unaffected, he can even stand on the sand and exert his strength, and use his halberd to pick aside the tentacles that are about to fall on his head, this kind of martial arts, Spencer can't believe his eyes.

He had also seen masters who used halberds, such as the famous master "Thor", who had studied with him, and was the strongest master of halberds in the Kingdom of Ameri. This person's martial arts are somewhat similar to Sol Guda, but his strength is much stronger than Sol, even Thor, who has gained inhuman strength after injecting the potion, cannot match the person in front of him.

"Who are you from Thor?" he yelled.

"I'm here to correct the teacher's mistakes. Pan Long replied.

"No way! Thor can't teach a student like you!"

"You're not the first to say that. ”

Pan Long said as he slid sideways, flashed the tentacles that fell suddenly, jumped lightly on the ground that shook like waves, and landed on the blue-gray tentacles.

He had determined that the Calamity Behemoth that Spencer had turned into could not grow countless spikes on his tentacles.

Although it was able to do that when it was in the house. But at least outside, it doesn't.

Maybe...... Is it because of the sun?

Pan Long secretly pondered, running forward along the tentacles thicker than his own.

He's going to try to rush to the base of this tentacle and attack there.

Another slightly thinner tentacle swept over, and he leapt to his feet, the tentacle carrying a strong wind, passing under his feet and striking a wall in the distance. The tremendous force directly crushed the walls, and countless bricks and stones roared out like arrows from a crossbow, and an unlucky soldier was shot in the head and fell to the ground on the spot.

Before Pan Long could fall, another tentacle came.

After fighting for so long, Spencer became familiar with the body he was now. He's been able to use those tentacles fairly skillfully, unleashing some continuous and agile attacks.

But this level of attack is nothing to Pan Long.

The halberd swung and with a light touch on that tentacle, Pan Long's body flipped out of thin air, went up again, and dodged another attack.

Before the next tentacle could reach him, he had already plummeted down, like a meteor falling from the sky, blasting into the base of all the tentacles, where the torso of the Calamity Behemoth was about the "head" of the body.

The halberd roared out with a sharp wind, and with a roar, pierced deep into its body.