In an instant, the surfaces of his four tentacles completely carbonized, turning into ash upon impact and scattering with the wind.
The rest of his body also sustained various degrees of burns, looking as though it had been fished out of an iron smelting furnace.
The tentacles, with some charred remains attached, were at least half as thin as before, and his body was currently prioritizing the repair of his brain, unable to attend to the tentacles at the moment.
Despite the basic structure being intact, in such a state he definitely couldn't withstand Dickens's next strike.
But Liu Zheng was not panicking; he even took the time to shake the charred ash from his tentacles.
Because Dickens, who had been raging just moments ago, was now shaking his head like a drunkard.
And stuck in the withered flesh of its chest was a black USB device.
"Name: Internet Giant Slang Dictionary"
