It pushed with its two claws, and the fireball flew into the mirror door.
Immediately, an identical mirror door appeared directly in front of Liu Zheng, and the fireball shot out from it, heading straight for his face.
"Shit!"
Although Liu Zheng was on guard, the mirror door was too close, and it was too late to dodge.
In a critical moment, he instinctively swung one tentacle towards the fireball, while the other tentacle wielding the Dragon Scale Blade severed the first tentacle.
The severed tentacle, propelled by inertia, continued forward and collided with the fireball.
"Boom!"
The fireball exploded violently, and the erupted phosphorus fire instantly burned the tentacle into brownish-gray ash.
Despite Liu Zheng retreating quickly, he couldn't avoid getting covered by the phosphorus fire.
White smoke rose from the burned wounds, accompanied by a stench like freshly cut garlic.
