Another idle giant hand, which had previously been suspended in mid-air,
suddenly fell like lightning in the moment Matthew swung his blade, barely blocking in front of the Ghost Blade.
Clang!
The Ghost Blade shivered slightly as Matthew forcefully dragged it to the side, and, like a hungry mouth beginning to chew, eagerly started to tear at its prey.
The tough calluses on the Kraken's hand couldn't withstand the Catachang Demon's fierce "bite," and were sliced open, leaving a gory wound.
An indescribable pain immediately caused the Kraken's eyes to become bloodshot.
The creature, that had never anticipated being wounded, let out a piercing roar and instinctively retracted its grand hand.
Matthew, who did not expect the Kraken's close combat awareness to be so shallow, followed the withdrawing motion of its hand and delivered a heavy blow to its retreating calf.
Whoosh!
Blood sprayed in all directions!
