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Chapter 642 - 329: The Monster That Withstood the Tactical Hydrogen Bomb (July Monthly Ticket Extra 2)

Chapter 642: Chapter 329: The Monster That Withstood the Tactical Hydrogen Bomb (July Monthly Ticket Extra 2)

Repeated impacts did nothing to interrupt the pace of his speech.

Inside the cave,

Rashid, radiating golden light, allowed the greasy tentacles to coil around him and repeatedly slammed him against the walls like a rat, all while he cursed with full vigor.

He had never seen such a monster before.

There seemed to be some kind of magical substance on the tentacles—no matter how hard he struggled, the power he emitted was absorbed by the tentacles, which left him completely powerless after being captured.

Of course, he was protected by a life magnetism field.

Such impacts couldn’t hurt him.

But the source of the life magnetism field stemmed from the combination of consciousness and the biological field.

Simply put, it was sustained by spirit.

No problem in the short term.

But over time, Rashid suspected he would be worn to death by this seemingly tireless monster.

For himself, a Third Rank Life, the Duke of England, the Vatican’s Dawn Knight, known as God’s Guardian, to be thrashed to death by an octopus-like creature...

That would be too disgraceful!

Just as Rashid was thinking about how to save himself,

Suddenly,

The monster’s tentacles stopped their playful movements.

Rashid quickly made his brightness radiate all around.

By the dim light being swallowed up, he vaguely saw at the cave entrance, a tall man standing motionless, staring blankly in his direction.

Rashid couldn’t bother with losing face anymore.

He quickly said, "Hurry over, distract this tentacle’s attention, I am Rashid, Dawn Knight Rashid!"

The person at the entrance seemed not to have heard him, unmoving.

Oddly enough,

The creature lurking in the darkness, invisible in form, also remained still, apparently sizing up the newcomer.

Just as Rashid was about to explode from irritation,

The figure at the entrance finally spoke with a hint of teasing, "Respected Dawn Knight, Lord Rashid, I must tell you, what’s entangling you is not a tentacle."

Rashid: Hmm?

If it’s not a tentacle, then what is it?

What the hell is it!

He immediately exclaimed angrily, "Never mind what that damn thing is, come help me escape this disgusting, stenchy, slippery thing that seems to absorb the power of struggles, I..."

Boom~

As if his words had angered the tentacle’s owner, it began to smash him again.

At the cave entrance, Brian didn’t know how to describe this farce.

From his perception, at the deepest part of the cave, a meaty monstrosity about seven or eight meters in size, similar to the demon form he once assumed, was lying flat in the crowded cave, curled up in a fetal position with limbs folded, forming a giant ball of scale armor.

Here came the question.

Since that scale armor meatball had its hands and feet folded, what was binding Rashid?

Good question!

Brian could only judge based on his years of autopsy experience—before mutating, the creature was male.

So, it was a penis!

Brian felt an instinctive kinship towards it.

As it was the thing constantly calling to him.

He could feel that this fellow had turned into its current form after enduring his own meme pollution, resisting it hard, and being mutated by his radiation.

Similar to some form of alternative genetic radiation.

This situation gave Brian an eerie familiarity.

Wasn’t this just like the DND template of dragons and dragon-descendant creatures?

Like the dragon-blooded kobolds...

Brian even felt like he could command and control the meaty monster before him.

But every time he thought about entering the cave, or even took a step towards it, warnings of danger from his sixth sense advised him that stepping into this unknown cave might not end well...

His instincts told him that Rashid before him was a trap.

A trap set by that meaty mountain.

Rashid, of course, knew nothing of this.

Seeing Brian standing still, after Blood Moon, becoming a great existence, now like a dead dog, bound by a disgustingly slippery, stinky tentacle, being slammed against the walls, he was about to burst.

He completely lost his temper.

"Some evil shall be judged, you despicable, disgusting pest!"

With a roar,

An endless golden brilliance dazzled throughout the cave.

Zzz~

The piercing light finally made the meat mountain emit a painful howl: "Awoo~"

The howl also mixed with a few unclear Japanese phrases.

This magnetic field burst finally caused the tentacles binding Rashid to loosen slightly.

To say it was late would be quick.

Brian flashed in his movement, suddenly appeared beside Rashid, grabbed his flowing golden curls, and ran directly outside.

By the time Rashid had regained some of his strength, Brian had already led him out of the cave.

This action completely infuriated the blurry-consciousness meat mountain.

It slowly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of black, deep vertical pupils, and its mouth opened: "Roar~"

The next moment,

The ground shook and trembled.

The terrifying ultrasonic waves turned into tangible tearing sound waves, violently shaking the entire underground base.

A large amount of extremely hard alloy and rocks also showed a series of dense cracks under the impact of the sound waves.

Feeling the impact of the sound waves,

Brian didn’t hesitate for a moment, shielded Rashid in front, and ran headlong, even without time to retract his left hand, only able to control its self-destruction.

As his consciousness returned,

His concentration was even more focused, skimming past the incoming sound waves, he and Rashid barely escaped from the collapsing underground base at the last moment with extreme speed.