Behind the wooden door was a deep and wide underground tunnel.
It was dark ahead, and he didn't know where it led to.
On both sides of the tunnel.
The tentacles wriggled unconsciously, as if they would only attack when one was close to their alert range.
This kind of monster only looked scary, but it was not that scary to clean up.
Roger silently removed the mark of sin.
Red Moon led the way.
The saber slashed over again and again.
After the tentacles were cut off, they turned into a pool of stinky pus as soon as they fell to the ground.
The parts that grew out of the ground had deep holes in them. They looked quite scary, as if something could crawl out of them at any time.
Fortunately, Roger's will was firm, and he advanced triumphantly with his aura observation.
After cutting off the eighteen tentacles.
In the vision of the aura observation technique, the demonic red color disappeared quietly.
