Watching the writhing storage-tentacles crawl closer and closer, Yu Lan braced her legs against the ground and began to struggle with all her strength.
Cold light flashed from both sides, and Angelina's forearms spun off into the air.
Yu Lan's eyes sharpened. Her waist twisted slightly as she bent forward to grip the scythe's shaft, toes tapping the ground in a spin, and the Giant Scythe swung out along the motion in a sweeping slash.
Amid a great cascade of falling blood-light, Angelina's head dropped to the ground with a thud, and her body collapsed straight down.
"Careful, she's not down yet!"
Confirming that "Ash Burning" had not been dispelled, Yu Lan shouted at once.
"Even a headshot won't kill her. Is this woman a monster?" Zhou Zhao's face was ugly.
Several tentacles drilled out from Angelina's neck. As he raised his finger to fire, the shrieking tendrils suddenly darted, carving a deep, bone-revealing gash into his calf.
