This time, the minotaur appeared underwater.
This water was completely different from the refreshing springs it had jumped into before. The rotten water was a cloudy white and smelled of blood, and it pained the minotaur’s eyes greatly just to open them.
Though the minotaur did possess the ability to swim, it was not among its most polished skills.
As soon as the minotaur tried to surface for air, something grabbed its right ankle. It swung the scimitar in its right hand and cut something. A little air escaped its mouth as it did so.
The minotaur was fortunate that it had sucked in a large breath before it stepped onto the blue stones. It had a significantly higher lung capacity than humans, but the amount of time it could spend underwater still had a limit. It needed to defeat this enemy before the air in its lungs ran out.
What grabbed its ankle was a giant, slimy tentacle. The minotaur looked ahead and saw that there was a monster dozens of times bigger than it about fifty paces away. It had a great number of tentacles, one of which was around the minotaur’s ankle.
The tentacle was large and translucent.
A number of other tentacles reached out to grab the minotaur. It needed to do something or it would become unable to reach the surface.
The minotaur was getting truly fed up with how none of the monsters it encountered in here showed any signs of life.
It dodged the incoming tentacles, and it cut down four of them with the Blood Scimitar in its right hand despite the murky water hindering its movement. It tried to cut tentacles with the Lizardman Scimitar in its left hand as well, but the tentacles just wrapped themselves around the blade.
The tentacles were difficult to cut because they defied water resistance and were elastic, and the Lizardman Scimitar was not nearly as sharp as the Blood Scimitar, so it was not surprising that it could not cut them.
The tentacles wrapped around the scimitar were powerful, and the minotaur could not tear it free.
Tentacles then wrapped around both of the minotaur’s legs. They appeared to have a slimy texture, but when they actually grabbed the minotaur, they felt rough and painful.
The tentacles wrapped around the scimitar in its left hand turned from transparent to white. The tentacles around its left hand and left leg turned white as well.
Two more tentacles came at it from the right, but the minotaur cut them down with the scimitar in its right hand.
It then felt a violent pain in its left hand and left leg. Some bubbles escaped from its mouth as it twisted its body; then it used the scimitar in its right hand to cut off the tentacles around the scimitar in its left hand and the tentacles around its legs and regained its freedom of movement.
The parts of its skin that had been touched were bubbling and corroded. The tip of the scimitar in its left hand had been corroded as well.
It seemed like the tentacles did nothing more than grab when they were transparent, but they gained the ability to melt when they turned white.
Dozens more tentacles circled around the minotaur and started to close in.
It was running out of breath.
The minotaur dropped the scimitar in its left hand, moved the scimitar in its right hand to its left, then put its right hand above its left shoulder and pulled a new weapon out of its Bag. It was a sword that the metal dragon had dropped, and it could perform a special attack.
The minotaur cut down three approaching tentacles with the scimitar in its left hand, and then it slashed at another tentacle while activating the special attack of the sword in its right hand.
The cloudy water was lit up by lightning.
The electric attack traveled through the water and shocked the minotaur, but it did not look like the tentacles took any damage.
Two tentacles wrapped around its right leg and right hand. It used the scimitar in its left hand to cut down the tentacle around its right hand. The tentacle around its right leg then turned white and attempted to melt it, and the minotaur thrust the sword in its right hand at it and activated the lightning attack.
This time the effect was intense.
The tentacle around its right leg burst open, and the monster’s main body and the rest of its tentacles shook violently.
It seemed like the electric attack was ineffective when the tentacles were transparent, but it hurt them when they were white.
A large number of the tentacles drew back quickly from the minotaur as if displeased by it. The minotaur’s irritation grew more intense when it saw this monster could apparently feel pain despite not being alive.
The main body lifted itself up with a rumbling noise and opened a mouth large enough to swallow even the minotaur whole. The mouth was round and had over a hundred bladelike teeth growing from the rim toward the center.
A significantly larger number of tentacles stretched toward the minotaur. Dozens of them wrapped around it simultaneously.
The monster pulled the minotaur toward it. The tentacles were still transparent. The minotaur did not resist, instead allowing itself to be carried toward the monster’s jaw.
The minotaur’s entire body was crying out for air. It would only be able to fight for a little while longer.
The monster’s mouth opened and closed repeatedly in anticipation of its prey. When it finally pulled the minotaur close enough, it opened its mouth wide.
The tentacles then pushed the giant prey into the sword-filled mouth, which closed with a thud.
If the minotaur had not done anything, it likely would have been bitten clean in half. But the moment the mouth began to close, the minotaur hooked its right leg and the scimitar in its left hand around the monster’s teeth and propelled itself into its mouth.
The monster’s mouth closed, biting off the minotaur’s right foot at the ankle as it did so. The minotaur ignored the pain, activated the electric attack of the sword in its right hand, and stabbed the monster from within its mouth.
The lightning flashed white, crackling as it wreaked havoc on the monster’s insides. The monster’s digestive fluids melted the minotaur’s skin mercilessly.
There was not even an ounce of air left in the minotaur’s lungs. Its head hurt so badly, it felt like it was going to split, and its body was twisting itself in knots. Its vision had gone blurry.
But the minotaur did not care at all. It just continued to release the electric attack at maximum output.
It heard a noise that sounded like something bursting open. The monster then suddenly lost its strength, and its mouth opened.
A blue light was shining at the bottom of the water. The minotaur desperately made its way toward it, and when it reached the blue stones, a level-up occurred, and its body was restored.
All except for its right horn, the top half of which was still missing.