Griffith grabbed a torch and was about to rush to the hatch. At this moment, there was a slight tug on his waist. He turned around quickly and saw Sonia's eyes wide open, pointing to the wall on one side.

He said in a trembling voice:

"That, there."

Griffith hurriedly turned his head to look, and instantly understood why there was no sign of damage to the hatch of the Kono.

There was a tiny gap left in the closed porthole, and a twisted, dead gray thing that looked like the tentacles of a mollusk was squeezing in through the gap little by little, and then rapidly expanded, stretched, and swelled.

"ah!"

Several freshmen witnessed the horrific scene and screamed together, and several of them fainted and fell to the ground.

Before Griffith and others could rush over and chop the thing into pieces, more tentacles squirmed through the hatches, portholes, ceilings, and decks, and appeared as if they were growing out of wood.

The cabin was twisted and twisted.

One of the tentacles slowly approached the frightened Fiona, swaying from side to side less than one meter in front of the girl, as if observing something.

Still worried about Lana's safety, Fiona, who usually likes to read adventure stories and is brave enough, trembles like an alarm clock in the morning. The freshman Fisher next to her pokes the disgusting tentacle with a wand. The thing immediately attacks

Shrink back.

"Haha!" Fisher's face was distorted with fear, showing a terrifying smile, "This thing..."

Before he could finish his words, the swollen death-gray tentacles rushed over, splitting the slippery outer skin, and bursting into six petals like a flower. Inside the split tentacles, there were layers of sharp tips.

There were teeth and a huge bottomless black mouthpart, filled with the stench unique to corpses.

Fisher was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and the fanged mouthparts rushed toward Fiona like a poisonous snake looking for food.

Griffith rushed forward like lightning, pulled Fiona away, faced the open mouthparts, and inserted the lit torch into it.

The tentacles immediately began to twitch, and the six-petal limbs spread out and danced like an epileptic patient. Then, the tentacles exploded with a "boom", and the flying mucus and bone fragments covered Griffith's body.

"Counterattack!" Griffiths, who recovered from the confusion and dizziness, raised his ax and shouted loudly, "Beyeland is victorious!"

"Hurrah!"

The trainee knights, who were almost petrified with fright at the sight in front of them, instinctively roared in unison. Although there were not many of them, the war cry they sent out at the same time was as powerful as hundreds of sergeants. Ms. Marianne, assistant teacher, was using magic spells to resist the tentacle attack.

The freshmen and several brave freshmen felt their minds were shaken, and the magic power gathered on the wand disappeared instantly. However, those freshmen who had not cast spells felt refreshed and had the courage to resist.

The strong blood energy surged in the closed space, and the tentacles that opened the mouth seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and they shrank back one after another.

Galadia felt that she had seen a familiar scene again, and immediately put away her useless wand and moved it aside. The trainee knights present immediately gathered around Griffith, waving their weapons to attack the tentacles squirming everywhere.

"Ms. Marian, please cover everyone and follow us," Griffith split a tentacle and turned to the somewhat dazed professor and shouted, "Everyone, follow us!"

Although the deck may not necessarily be safe, it is better than staying in this cabin surrounded by tentacles from top to bottom, left and right. Relying on the effect of the war cry, nearly a hundred students ran towards the upper deck together.
Chapter completed!