"Ah!"
In the hangar of the Xuelong, a slimy and disgusting tentacle suddenly attacked, coiling around a soldier's waist and dragging him out, leaving a thick trail on the ground.
"Hao Zi!"
Shangguan Long roared with clenched teeth, about to rush to the rescue.
"Emperor Penguin, Cross Ice Feather Blade!"
"Ga!"
A dark shadow flashed by, and the cross intersecting ice-blue energy blades hit the tentacle, causing a large amount of sticky green liquid to spray out, flinging through the air.
"Mang!"
A muffled cry sounded as the tentacle, in pain, flung the young soldier of the Fire Phoenix Army aside and quickly withdrew back into the fog.
Seeing the tentacle retreat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Based on previous experiences, there would be a short interval between the mutant creatures in the fog retracting their tentacles and their next attack, giving them a rare chance to regroup.
