Besides, ever since he saw Somnus injured, he hadn't been calm at all.
Only his mind stayed cold, keeping him barely functional, but emotionally he was already at the point of "Screw everything, let the world burn."
Maybe that was why his mouth moved on its own.
"Why? You're seriously asking that? How pathetic. You still can't see? If it's a fight between red and black, tell me, which one do you think wins?"
The calamity-class monster's remaining healthy tentacles rushed at him again, this time is more faster and drawing arcs as if trying to trap him from both sides.
The ripples in the air spread again and all radiating out from the monster.
DIEeeEE!! Die and… at last… give ME the divine throne, human!!
What the hell is he babbling about? He thought vaguely.
He snipped off the red covered tentacles with black blades and detonated every bit of black sand inside the magic circles floating in the sky.
He then stabbed another black blades straight into the octopus body.
