The bandage monster's outstretched arms slowly drew in. Its hollow, white pupils, fixed on Wei'en, constricted repeatedly as it let out a chaotic, rasping roar. "HGHH... HGHH... The Divine Prohibition Era has no need for a new Yanis!"
'A new one?'
'So, that means so-called Death Masters also existed in previous eras?'
Wei'en committed this deduction to memory. Watching the frenzied bandage monster, he gave a soft snap of his fingers.
'If we can't communicate, then you can just shut up forever!'
A ghost drifted out. "Deep, Roko, Gate!"
A massive Array materialized, blanketing the entire mountaintop. Countless withered arms writhed and struggled out from the deep darkness, grasping for the bandage monster's ankles.
"The husks of the abandoned? Hghh..."
The bandage monster lifted its foot. Strips of cloth from its calf whipped out, extending and elongating as they emitted a blood-red mist, instantly severing the surrounding withered arms.
