The flesh exposed body of tentacles, like the Agkistrodon that catches prey, constantly twists and shrinks, and inserts into each other in the gaps. The sound of wet friction beside the ears was loud. Phil fado felt a huge pressure, and the defensive circle around him was getting smaller and smaller. It feels like being in the stomach cavity of a huge living thing.

a sneer suddenly appeared on his pale face, "do you want to kill me just by separating yourself? Don't forget, who is the one who sent you from torun to hell five thousand years ago and made you unable to hold the sword and shield? "...