Lance seemed to sense something and took out the conch shell to blow.
The vast sound echoed in the space, as if bidding it farewell, and this also attracted the attention of those Heretic Priests.
They had just stopped the out-of-control chaotic demon, but they hadn't forgotten Lance and the other invaders and immediately wanted to rush over.
But as soon as they moved, something grabbed them, those thick tentacles?
The Heretic Priest turned around and saw that the Limping Walker, which had fallen earlier, was actually squirming and getting back up.
Countless wounds on its body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and whether caused by Bone Spur or cursed tentacles, were easily dispelled.
The Limping Walker raised its head and let out an indescribable roar, as if declaring its return.
