"Poof—"

A cold glow flashed.

A black mist mixed with some kind of viscous liquid rained down on the warrior's body.

Then, the weight falls to the ground.

It was a severed black tentacle, and the section was as smooth as a wall.

"Caught up."

Hikotsuki Hokusai, who cherished words like gold, exhaled lightly, and then shook the mysterious liquid on the blade.

Just now, he slashed the tentacles that struck the warrior.

Before that, people didn't even have the idea that the tentacles could be cut off or destroyed.

……

"It's Hikotsuki Hokusai, he finally made a move!"

When he saw this scene appear on the broadcast screen, Nangong jumped up almost directly from his chair in the morning.

Although it is difficult to analyze her emotions from her tone, there is no doubt that she must be happy.

"Shh Nangong Xiaya shook his head lightly and put his finger to his lips, "Morning and night, quiet, now is the time for the main drama to begin." ”

So under the reminder of his father, the atmosphere in the viewing hall was quiet again.

Lublum even used ninja techniques to minimize the sound of his own breathing, in order to have the quietest viewing experience possible.

After all, that's Hikotsuki Hokusai.

No one sitting here wants to miss a game about him.

……

“？”

When he realized that his tentacles were cut off by the black-clothed and black-haired young man in front of him, even the young god Hakuya retreated a little.

"Thank you, young man!" But in the eyes of the warrior, there was no young god white night and no bodily fluids flying sideways at this moment, only the life-saving benefactor standing beside him.

Hikotsuki Hokusai didn't answer, just nodded, and then turned to look back at the mage who was still singing.

"It's probably going to take some time, right?" Although he didn't know how those mages in the Western fantasy system cast spells, Hikotsuki Hokusai could still understand that now was not the time to finish, so he thought silently in his heart, and then focused his target on the young god Hakuya, who had taken a few steps back before.

"Hey...... Did he just cut off the tentacles? ”

"And the monster also retreated, was he forced to retreat?"

"Little brother is so handsome......"

And in the face of this scene in front of them, the players gathered around the mage also began to be noisy at this moment.

Then, through the knife they had just made, they understood what they could do as human beings.

"Let's not be intimidated by the monster's onslaught! If the tentacles can be destroyed, let's work together to attack them! If he summons those things again, we'll destroy them all! ”

"Oh!"

For a while, all the players were burning because of this word and that knife, and they began to transform from a conservative trend to an external offensive momentum.

If those tentacles can't be defended, then just cut them off!

This belief began to coalesce in everyone's hearts.

But only the mage standing in the center of the formation began to ooze cold sweat from his head.

“……”

Hinagami Hakuya blinked, and looked at Hikotsuki Hokusai, who was ten meters away.

The tentacles that had been severed were still wriggling on the ground, as if it were a living creature in itself.

"Bang."

Then, Hokusai plunged the blade of his sword straight into its body, nailing it firmly to the ground.

Now, at last, it stopped wriggling.

Pulling the sword out of the tentacles again, looking at the viscous liquid attached to the blade, Hikotsuki Hokusai couldn't help but frown.

But there was no time left for him to frown.

Because just as he was examining his blade, a wind pressure immediately took advantage of his surprise and whistled directly towards the top of his head.

It can be seen that although this young god White Night has no self-awareness, he can still seize the opportunity to fight.

It's a pity that the opponent he launched a sneak attack was Hikotsuki Hokusai.

The phrase "attack unprepared, surprise" may work for ordinary people, after all, everyone has flaws, once a little slack in the battle, it is easy to be taken advantage of.

But this sentence does not have any meaning for Hikotsuki Hokusai.

The reason is simple.

Because if you see a slack or a flaw in Hokusai's body, then he must have done it on purpose.

"Hum—"

The cold light passed.

The speed of this sword is even faster than the speed of the tentacles.

"Smack."

Then, falling to the ground, two voices sounded at the same time.

It was the two petals of a tentacle that had been cut vertically from the middle, and because it was on top of his head in the direction of Hikotsuki Hokusai's assault, this time Hikotsuki Hokusai chose a sword slash from top to bottom to meet this attack.

And the result of the attack is this scene presented in front of everyone.

"Click."

Hikotsuki Hokusai took a deep breath, then shook off the liquid from the sword in his hand and inserted it back into the scabbard.

It had only been a few seconds since the first attack of the Hinagami White Night, and there were already two tentacled "corpses" lying on the ground at this moment.

Never before did all the players in the room feel so uplifted.

The mage who was chanting the mantra brought them hope, and Hikotsuki Hokusai brought them courage.

All the contestants, at this moment, finally abandoned all cowardice and cringe, raised their weapons in their hands, and shouted to the sky.

"Let the horses come!"

"Oooo

Among them, the melee classes with the ability to deal with them have stood on the same line as Hikotsuki Hokusai in the earth-shattering battle cry. The ranged professions, on the other hand, began to assign their duties to each other and were stationed at the mage's side in formation.

Now that the fighting spirit has been ignited, these slogans must not be empty shouts.

"How can you let this young man be in the limelight alone?" Even if their hearts were only burning with such the simplest jealousy, it was the best war song for the situation at this moment.

As if responding to their expectations, as if the players were moving forward, he also mercilessly summoned five tentacles and launched attacks in different directions.

In those attacks, there are slaps, stabs, and sweeps. And their purpose is extremely simple - to harvest the lives of these rebels.

But players are no longer fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board, they have their own ideas, their own fighting spirits, and their own means of coping.

"Full shield strike!"

"Eternal Calamity!"

"Ice Blade Cutting!"

Maybe their individual combat power is not as strong as Hikotsuki Hokusai, but in the right direction, they can exert the ability that one plus one is greater than two.

The unity of mankind and the unity of races will always be a powerful weapon against an unknown and powerful enemy.

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