"This guy is really decisive, he ran too fast," Ulysses looked at the two writhing tentacles in his hand with a trace of regret, a hint of helplessness on his face.
"This is from Dimo Gao Gen's arm?" Muria, looking at the hundreds of chains piercing through space and dragged out by the Abyssal Lord, asked in surprise.
"Yes." Ulysses sensed the sparse source power contained within; it was small, but at least this trip was not in vain; there was some gain.
"I wanted to try and drag this guy's real body into the Elasia world, but he was too timid to come over. He severed his arms halfway to get rid of my binding at the cost."
"Isn't it a question of courage?" Muria silently retorted in her heart, a Demon Lord would have to be suicidal to enter the Elasia world.