Countless tentacles wrapped themselves tightly around the four-faced individual, forming a gigantic sarcoma in midair.
However, this was not the end. Layers upon layers of tentacles grew and covered the surface of the sarcoma. The sarcoma was also expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As for the interior of the sarcoma, which could not be seen from the outside world, it was completely cut off from the outside world's energy and light sources, plunging into endless darkness.
Not only was his vision affected, but the four-faced individual could also clearly sense that his five senses were gradually being stripped away.
In a place where the four-faced individual could not see, countless slimy tentacles attacked the four-faced individual's body from all directions.
However, even though his five senses were gradually being lost, the four-faced individual still possessed an instinctive sense of danger. Relying on his instincts, he continued to dodge and defend himself in a frenzy.
When the slimy tentacles came into contact with his body for the first time because he could not dodge in time, the four-faced individual was shocked.
His sense of touch was almost completely numb, but he could still clearly sense that this thing was rapidly devouring his Divine Power.
Although he quickly broke free of the tentacles' entanglement, the all-pervasive slimy tentacles quickly came into contact with him a second and a third time. Even if they only entangled him for a moment before he broke free, they could still take away some of his Divine Power.
"I can't go on like this. Sooner or later, my Divine Power will be completely devoured."
Sensing that the Divine Power in his body was being drained much faster than before, the four-faced individual realized that the longer he dragged things out, the more likely it was that he would lose.
Although he had some trump cards that he did not want others to know about, he was now in a life-and-death situation. If he did not use them now, he might not have the chance to use them in the future.
As soon as he thought of this, he no longer hesitated.
His head suddenly turned. His face, which had been on the right side, turned ninety degrees to the left, now facing the front. The single eye on his face that had initially been tightly shut also slowly opened.
Golden flames were vaguely blooming in that single eye.
The moment the eye opened, the Divine Power all over his body began to rage wildly, and the amount of Divine Power was also increasing rapidly.
Ten percent!
Twenty percent!
Thirty percent!
…
Two times!
Three times!
…
It only stopped abruptly when it had increased by four times.
The golden Divine Power no longer enveloped his entire body; it even seeped out of his body like flames, extending more than a meter outside his body.
Its form was like a golden flame that was burning fiercely.
In an instant, the pitch-black interior of the tumor was completely illuminated.
The four-faced individual saw countless slender, flesh-colored tentacles covered in mucus protruding from the scarlet flesh walls around them. The tentacles were not as tough and sharp as the ones released by Giant Sarcoma. Instead, they were more like sludge.
"What a disgusting technique," the four-faced individual could not help complaining.
While he was complaining, he also attacked like Thunder.
Looking at the countless tentacles that filled the sky, he suddenly took a deep breath. In the next instant, he opened his mouth and whistled out.
Boundless golden flames gushed out of his mouth and filled the entire sarcoma space in the blink of an eye.
The moment the flesh-colored tentacles came into contact with the flames, they were charred and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The flesh-colored tentacles that filled the sky melted like snow under the scorching sun.
Not long after, the golden flames spread to the inner walls of the sarcoma. As if corroded by strong acid, the inner walls rapidly melted, turning into puddles of green water that dripped down, emitting an extremely rancid smell …
Before long, several large holes were burned through the layers of tentacles that formed the sarcoma. A golden figure emerged from the holes in a flash.
"Tsk, tsk. Is this considered using your trump card?" The sound of Giant Sarcoma's flesh wriggling came immediately. "I guessed that this technique wouldn't be able to trap you. I only wanted to exhaust a little more of your Divine Power. I didn't expect you to be so decisive as to use your trump card right away. "
"If you hadn't used this technique, you might have been able to live a little longer." The four-faced individual laughed coldly.
He could not be bothered to waste his breath on the other party. Once again, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. The next second, he opened his mouth again and spat out golden flames.
The golden flames that filled the sky surged toward Giant Sarcoma like a tsunami …
"Dragon Flame?!" Giant Sarcoma exclaimed in shock.
Naturally, he recognized it. This was the Dragon Flame of some True Dragon species; there was nothing it could not burn.
He immediately understood how the four-faced individual had managed to escape from the sarcoma.
True Dragon Flame was the nemesis of almost all Abyssal techniques.
Giant Sarcoma speculated that the four-faced individual's ability to spit Dragon Flame was probably because he had devoured some True Dragon species. He had borrowed the bloodline power and inherited memories of a True Dragon species, then combined it with the truth of the fire element to simulate it. This flame possessed some of the characteristics of Dragon Flame, but it could not be considered true Dragon Flame. There was still a difference in power.
Giant Sarcoma did not panic in the slightest in the face of this technique that restrained him.
He was very sure that the four-faced individual, who had already fought Crimson Eye, must have expended a lot of his Divine Power. Giant Sarcoma was also very certain that the four-faced individual's current state of golden flames, which had been injected with stimulants, could not be maintained for too long. It was even more impossible for such a large-scale spitting of Dragon Flame to last for long.
After confirming these points, Giant Sarcoma very quickly came up with a countermeasure in his mind. There was only one word to describe it — drag it out!
As long as he dragged it out long enough, the four-faced individual would stop spitting Dragon Flame sooner or later. Sooner or later, the four-faced individual would be able to extricate himself from this stimulant state.
Furthermore, if he dragged it out long enough, Silver Armor might be able to fight Nine Gloom directly and help him get rid of these vines' harassment.
Moreover, once the four-faced individual and Nine Gloom were occupied by the two of them, the Snake Lady would have the opportunity to escape and rejoin the battle.
Therefore, no matter how he looked at it, dragging it out was the most advantageous plan for him right now.
Giant Sarcoma did not dodge the sea of golden flames that surged toward him like a tidal wave. He knew very well that he could not escape at all with his speed, so he did not bother to dodge.
Countless tentacles extended wildly, and very soon, a swamp formed in front of him.
Huge waves rose rapidly from the swamp, sweeping toward the sky. With an aura that was no weaker than Dragon Flame, they surged toward the sea of Dragon Flame.
Although Giant Sarcoma was not proficient in the truth of the water element, he had mastered the truth of the earth element, so he was most proficient in the Swamp Technique. To a certain extent, this could be considered a form of restraint against the truth of the fire element.
However, the burning ability of the truth of the fire element, which carried the characteristics of Dragon Flame, was obviously more overbearing. It forcefully devoured wave after wave of the swamp.
However, it was clear that Giant Sarcoma had made up his mind to drag it out with the four-faced individual like this.
He did not switch to other methods. Instead, he continued to pour out Divine Power, spawning wave after wave of the swamp to fight back …
For a time, both parties entered a stalemate.
Giant Sarcoma grew calmer and calmer. This was the situation he wanted to see the most. The longer this battle dragged out, the more advantageous it would be for him.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the four-faced individual could not help frowning …
(End of this chapter)
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