As the once-trapped elephants, moments away from death, now stood with renewed vigor on the hardened soil, Lin Fang was coughing in frustration.
"Damn it…!"
The pressure around Lin Fang's ribs felt like iron bands crushing inward.
Every time he struggled, the silver-gray trunk coiled tighter, impossible to pry open even with brute force.
"Tch—damn it, it's like steel!"
He gritted his teeth, his arms trembling as mana surged into his palms. The trunk didn't even budge despit.
The elephant's three heads glared down, eyes burning with cold fury — as if punishing a trespasser that dared wake its herd.
Alpha! Lin Fang shouted inwardly.
Any ideas before my ribs become paste?
Use Disintegrate! Alpha barked back immediately.
You've already mastered its mana sequence — flood it through contact. You don't need a full cast!
Lin Fang didn't hesitate.
"Combat Merge—Activate!"
The moment he said it, his vision darkened for a split second.
