Chapter 11:
I Swear I'm Not A Bad Cultist!
[Blessing is in activation.]
A massive column dark shoots out of the hole. Upon closer inspection, I make out what appear to look like squids or octopuses’.
Describing the arm as belonging to a giant squid or octopus would be an understatement.
It’s more apt to call it a kraken’s arm.
The tentacle soared into the sky like a giant sinister Tower of Babel. Thicker than a dozen telephone poles bundled together and reaching higher than a skyscraper.
The sudden appearance of the tentacle scares the Tanglemaw, leaving it stunned momentarily, but not for long.
Its survival instincts kick in and the monster immediately makes a mad dash away in the opposite direction.
However, whatever entity lay on the other side of the portal had no intentions of letting it get away.
With agility unbefitting its size, the towering appendage twists and wraps around the
It dragged the Tanglemaw down into the depths.
The creature thrashes and screams, clawing, biting and whipping at the massive appendage.
Nothing works, all of its attacks simply bounce off.
Realizing his attempts to damage it are futile, the beast puts its effort into squirming out of its containment.
Every time a piece of itself manages to wriggle itself free, the massive appendage would squeeze even tighter.
It was no use, it was trapped.
Slowly, relishing its success. The tentacle drags the Tanglemaw down into the portal bit by bit.
It flails about even harder, letting out even greater shrieks threatening to pop my eardrums.
After having secured it firmly in its grasp, the tentacle gives a sudden yank. It and the monster in its clutches disappear in a blink of the eye, the green portal it popped out.
‘Phew!’
I let out a sigh of relief.
Sweat runs down my back and condenses on my brow.
I tried to wipe it away, but my body was in too much shock with all that’s happened and my limbs didn't respond.
Something presses against my forehead and drags itself across.
However, what wiped the sweat away wasn’t my hand.
Nor was it wiped away by someone else’s.
Instead, whatever wiped away the sweat from my brow made my skin a little sticky.
I rotate my head and gasp, “A tentacle?”
Right in front of me is a greenish black tentacle similar to the one that snatched the Tanglemaw away.
I glance about to see if there’s another eldritch hunting me.
To my utter surprise, I find it is connected to my back, right atop my right shoulder blade.
Shit, I just turned into a hent— ‘Ahem!’ monster commonly used in extreme adult fantasy media targeted toward adolescents and single men.
I almost got this series blacklisted just like that.
I can’t have people see this!
Just as I was panicking about how I might be burnt at the stake right after my narrow escape, the tentacle pops out of existence.
Oh, it just vanishes just like that?
I was unable to contemplate further as people came rushing forth to see the aftermath.
The first to rush up was Alin, “Shin! You did it! You beat the damn thing!”
The adventurers running behind her let out cheers at my victory.
In reality, I did not do a single thing.
Credit goes to Senior Tentacle.
May he be successful in his career as an adult film star.
I guess I should also give credit to the Goat Priestess.
That blessing of hers was more powerful than I could’ve imagined!
Is it to ingratiate myself with her and make her my sugar mommy?
Pffft! I’m joking, I still have my pride to earn my own income and live independently.
Phew! I’m feeling awfully tired, guess the adrenaline has finally worn out.
Man! My legs are killing me! They hurt more than the previous nature walk through the Nazul forest!
I’ve never been one to take naps. I’m a horrible sleeper, but today’s events really have worn me out.
Time to go back—
Then I realised it.
I don’t have a home to go back to anymore.
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