"Abyssal Corroders!" Kmaal's voice trembled slightly. "They're the vanguard birthed by the Shadow Tide—creatures that feed on pure malice and corrosion! Watch out for their tentacles and acid!"
Before he even finished speaking, the nearest Corroder let out a low, muffled roar. Several barbed tentacles shot forward like lightning, carrying a stinging fishy wind and corrosive acid as they stabbed straight for Saitama at the front!
"Tch. Ugly." Saitama gave his verdict, and instead of retreating—he rushed forward!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Plain, no-frills consecutive straight punches!
The air cracked with sonic booms! The incoming tentacles, the instant they met his fists, were crushed as if run through a ten-thousand-ton hydraulic press. Black slime and snapped bony barbs splattered everywhere! The Corroder shrieked in agony, more black slime gushing from the shattered tentacle stumps.
But there wasn't just one Corroder. The moment Saitama attacked, several more struck from different directions! Thick tentacles swept like whips, and corrosive acid splashed down like a torrential rain!
"Crimson Bands of Cyttorak!" Doctor Strange's hands moved rapidly. Several thick crimson magical energy bands howled outward, precisely wrapping around the main bodies of multiple Corroders, trying to bind them in place.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
The black slime coating the Corroders' bodies met the crimson bands and erupted into violent corrosion sounds. The magical bands visibly dulled and melted away!
"Their corrosive energy is eating through my magic!" Doctor Strange's forehead veins bulged as he forced himself to maintain the spell.
Kmaal didn't stay idle either. He raised his staff high, chanting in an ancient, obscure tongue. The crystal blazed, and beams of pure white light shot out like arrows, scorching smoking wounds into the Corroders' disgusting flesh and effectively disrupting their attacks.
Saitama, meanwhile, had fully entered "whack-a-mole" mode. His body moved like a phantom as he weaved through the forest of thrashing tentacles and the acid rain. Every punch was accompanied by one—or several—tentacles exploding apart, and the Corroders' pained screams. Black slime and acid splattered onto his cheap yellow suit, making sizzling sounds, yet failing to damage it in the slightest.
"So annoying… like unkillable snot-slugs!" Saitama blasted one Corroder backward with a punch. It tumbled and slammed into the stone wall—only to wriggle back up moments later, flesh buds twitching at the broken tentacle ends as if slowly regenerating. "There are too many!"
Just as he said it, deeper in the darkness, more crimson eyes lit up. Along with the scalp-numbing sound of writhing, new Corroders kept emerging without end! Their massive bodies nearly filled the entrance area of the Hall of Echoes. Tentacles interwove into a net of death, and acid ate the ground into pitted craters. Under the relentless corrosion, Doctor Strange's bindings grew weaker and weaker, while Kmaal's purification beams could only serve to stall them.
The three fell into a surrounded trap, the situation instantly turning precarious!
Viscous black acid splashed like a storm, carrying a nauseating stench and terrifying corrosive power, burning the floor full of holes. Dozens of barbed tentacles whipped wildly through the cramped space, weaving an airtight death web that kept compressing the room Saitama, Doctor Strange, and Guardian Kmaal had left to move.
(End of Chapter)
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