"Anyway, we've been forced to interrupt the transformation, why not devour you and start over."
The mass of flesh suddenly surged, like boiling magma, with large bubbles swelling on its surface.
In the next moment, countless tentacles extended, carrying purple-black slime, directly attacking the clone, Ron.
Those tentacles were not only astonishingly fast, but also highly versatile in form.
Some transformed into sharp bone spurs at the tip, some became small mouths that sprayed acid, and others displayed eye-like structures, evidently possessing some perception ability.
The clone seemed to have anticipated this, nimbly dodging away.
At the same time, with a wave of his hand, a flowing metal barrier formed in the air, blocking another wave of attacking tentacles.
The layer of flowing shield wall was smooth as a mirror, yet as resilient as steel, automatically adjusting its structure with every impact, perfectly dispersing the force.
