C218 A Cicada Shedding Its Shell

Morning, the shore of the East Sea.

Creak -

The sound of sharp blades cutting into flesh rang out as the yellow robe on its body was once again sliced in two.

How is this possible...

It transformed into a form out of thin air, and waved its tentacles at the huge Carapace Beast in front of it.

It was useless, it was useless. Its attacks were meaningless when faced with the thick carapace