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Chapter 55 I, Tia, never need anyone's help.

After communicating with Miss Jinjin, Karula and Shiva's souls have been sent away.

The mutated ghost grass has realized the unprecedented threat and is preparing to go all out to deal with them.

However, Hua Zhen would not let the mutated demonic plant in front of her succeed.

Mature and sophisticated women are rare gems.

In his mind, it was the only thing that could stand on equal footing with money.

As the mother-in-law, Shiva naturally deserves the same respect.

More importantly————

Now, he has to do something for the little tentacles.

When the only meaning of survival is taken away, all that remains is endless regret.

More importantly, it has never harmed anyone out of its own will.

Through the fusion of their souls, Hua Zhen has fully understood the characteristics of the little tentacle monster.

Unlike other types of tentacle monsters, this red tentacle monster is only about 40 centimeters long when it grows to adulthood. It is one of the weaker monsters, and it is even deprived of its small wish to crawl into a hole, which is really unbearable.

Even so, it still prioritizes Hua Zhen.

Even though all they wanted was to find a cave to stay in, they still prioritized Hua Zhen's preferences.

It's like your beautiful and kind-hearted girlfriend; she won't ruthlessly demand things from you, but will care about your feelings, worry about your health, and want you to avoid collapsing from overwork.

The little tentacle just wanted to burrow, what did it do wrong?

Whether it's the person who used it for experiments or the mutated magical plant that manipulated its body.

In Hua Zhen's opinion, they should all be punctured and then filled with cement.

"Ooo ...!!!"

Hua Zhen stretched out his arms and launched a tentacle attack at the countless tangled roots in front of him.

After absorbing the soul of the little tentacle monster, Hua Zhen's soul also underwent a mutation. He could transform a part of his body into a flexible tentacle, which was perfect for whipping.

In addition, these tentacles, like those of an octopus, are quite flexible.

The tentacles and roots attacked each other, but Hua Zhen was superior in terms of maneuverability, flexibility, and various guerrilla tactics that meandered and twisted along the way.

The Ghost Grass realized that its spirit was at a disadvantage and for a moment it even showed signs of retreating.

"Hmph, in the end, it's just a demonic plant. A mutated demonic plant is still a demonic plant," Hua Zhen sneered. "Your understanding of the movement of your roots is completely inferior to mine, having read countless books of tentacles!"

Jin Jin's voice rang out at this moment.

"Can you handle it? Although you now have control of the tentacle monster's body and its spirit form has been removed, with the mutated magical plant still there, you won't be able to concentrate on manipulating this body. Don't forget that the tentacle monster's body will now act on your instincts. I'll tell Tia to refrain from making any rash moves for the time being."

"Don't worry, give me ten minutes—no, five minutes, and I can take care of it. But the tentacle monster's body has lost its spiritual form, so even if I fail, Tiago can handle it. Besides, there shouldn't be any problems with killing its soul, right?"

"No, all we want is the mutated demonic plant itself. I'll continue maintaining the Soul Imprisonment Array and wait for your good news."

Actually, what Hua Zhen said just now was just being modest.

Hua Zhen already knows a great deal about the movement of the tentacles.

This is not something that can be simply finished by a reader; more importantly, as an artist, he naturally has a deep understanding of the panel layout and composition of the artwork.

Without this level of skill, Hua Zhen's paintings would not have been able to make it onto the C102 bestseller list.

If we consider the roots of the Ghost Grass as tentacles, then without a doubt, in this battle of tentacles, Hua Zhen, with his greater experience and knowledge, has the upper hand.

Victory is only a matter of time.

"Come on!" Hua Zhen manipulated his tentacles, his expression ferocious. "Let's see whose tentacles are superior. I'm going to fucking rip a hole through you today!"

Outside, Tia looked at the unconscious Karula and Shiva with concern.

I don't know what the situation is like inside now.

The thick fog had thinned slightly. Visibility had improved to a few meters, no longer the dense, impenetrable fog it had been before.

The tentacle monster remained trapped in place, waving its tentacles.

However, Tiague observed that its translucency was disappearing, gradually returning to its original state.

"Is this a good opportunity?" Tia thought to herself.

If we activate time stop now, we might have a chance to cut off the mutated ghost grass on that thing's head by the roots.

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But she quickly gave up on the idea.

After all, she still had to take care of Karula and Shiva. Taking Karula along would slow her down, and if she ended up getting entangled by tentacles and suffering the same fate as Valentina, it would be a huge loss.

Although Valentina seemed to be enjoying herself.

But as you know, brother, I, Tia Ge, never ask anyone for anything!

Just then, a skeleton staggered out of the mist.

Tiague swiftly raised the throwing knife in her hand.

"Don't throw the knife, it's me," the skeleton said.

"No, are we that familiar?" Tia looked the skeleton up and down.

Although she has seen quite a few skeletons now—aren't all skeletons the same?

"I'm Jinjin's cousin. She asked me to tell you not to make any rash moves for now."

"Why?" Tia frowned.

"She didn't say, but based on my guess, that kid is probably still fighting with the mutated demonic plant, so if you rush over there rashly, you might get accidentally injured."

Tia looked towards the tentacle monster and frowned slightly.

Valentina's condition is very strange at this moment.

He looked like he'd been drinking fake alcohol, his face completely flushed.

His eyes were almost unfocused, and a silly smile appeared on his face.

My voice is hoarse; I can't shout anymore.

But he still managed to utter intermittent "buy" sounds.

Tia didn't think there was anything wrong with it; there was no danger to her life, and at least she had some fun.

However, while it's not exactly life-threatening, but—

What caught Tia's attention was that the tentacle monster's behavior had changed.

Originally, it was only meant to entangle the female knight, but now the tentacles are trying to burrow into the gaps in the armor.

This posture, like an earthworm searching for a hole in the ground, made Tia instinctively feel that something was wrong—or rather, she had a strong sense of déjà vu.

"Holy crap, why do these tentacles look so much like Hua Zhen's?" she exclaimed.

Tia's intuition was predictable.

No matter what, she did live with Huazhen for a period of time.

Although she couldn't say she knew him in depth, she had a general grasp of his behavior and habits.

For example, when Hua Zhen was making slime gel.

Tia had observed how Hua Zhen made various things using slime gel.

It must be said that the slime he created was very realistic, with excellent body lines, no wonder it attracted so many goblins.

Although his technique was excellent, his hands—always gave off a salty, damp feeling.

Tia had previously thought that she was overthinking things.

Even if you were to touch a plastic mannequin in a clothing store, it would still look a bit... suggestive, wouldn't it?

Only now has she realized that her previous thoughts were wrong.

The movement of those tentacles, the drilling motion like fingers, and the caressing sensation like an old woman touching an ancestral bracelet—

That's right, that's Hua Zhen's method!

As Hua Zhen's side grew stronger in battle, they also realized something was wrong.

It wasn't the mutated magical plant that put pressure on him, but rather the interference from the outside.

Even the skin temperature is remarkably realistic.

Should we stop it?

Hua Zhen could feel herself sliding down a valley between the hills.

It's soft and fluffy.

Forget it.

In short, let's focus on dealing with the guy in front of us first!