They were howling and screaming as if they had gone insane, but they were so tiny and insignificant in the face of the tsunamis swept up by the Kraken. They reached out with all their might, but there was nothing they could do.

The Kraken could also sense a burst of unprecedented killing intent locking onto it, and it immediately began to sink downward without any hesitation.

It had to escape from this place. If it were to allow the attack aimed at it to strike itself, then its death would be sealed!

The sense of peril that had welled up in its heart was so intense that all of its tentacles were trembling, as it instinctively curled up into a ball to protect its own head. 

"No!!!" Leoric's mouth was gaped open as wide as it would go as he stared at the streak of light shooting through the air with an expression of utter despair. The streak of light covered a distance of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, and he was frantically rushing toward it, even struck by the impulsive urge to take the spear strike with his own body.

Brando's heart was also dripping blood. The Freemasonry had invested so much into this grand script of death. They had captured Tezcatlipoca on Aconcagua, they had created all of those artificial supernatural...