In the distance, the blood-colored lightning gradually dissipated, revealing Souta as he emerged from the dust and smoke. He walked forward at an unhurried pace, his sword still in hand, and fixed his gaze on the three remaining members of the Council of High World before shifting his attention to Thousand Earth and Kers Time.
'Good. It seems they have no intention of retreating just yet. I can make use of this.'
Suddenly, Souta tilted his body to the side.
BOOOOM!!
A massive black tentacle slammed into the ground where he had been standing moments earlier, pulverizing the earth and sending chunks of debris flying in every direction.
Souta glanced at the enormous appendage before letting out a mocking laugh.
"You won't be able to hit me like that. You didn't even bother hiding your aura."
With that, he stretched out both hands and clamped them around the tentacle. The moment he seized it, the muscles in his arms bulged as he exerted his strength.
