142. Noland the Great Trickster_3
Translator: 549690339
A few mutated tentacles enjoying "Soul Freeze" branched out and formed Undead Runes in the air.
"Indeed... the battle's in a deadlock
"I'm surrounded by... a large amount of corrupt byproducts."
Noland Lee nodded, realizing why he had been lingering for so long without encountering any corrupted soldiers coming to die.
It turned out that the Dusk Giants had attracted the enemy's attention, dragging them near the ritual.
Time passed as "Soul Freeze" was cast continuously.
One mutated tentacle after another exploded and was reborn on the ground, helping the Tentacle Overlord increase its soul attack resistance.
Just when Noland Lee thought this state would continue, a change occurred.
One of the mutated tentacles did not regenerate after self-detonating. The glow exposed in the process faded away, blending into the darkness.
Noland's heart sank, and he asked,
"Are you not going to make it?"
The mutated tentacle formed Undead Runes:
"Indeed...My will to stay here...is weak