Chapter 2387: Tentacle Evolution
These looked like ordinary prop nets, without any spatial defense capabilities. Aside from causing some inconvenience to other players' movement, they seemed to have no further use. Seeing that he ignored their demands to open the banquet space and instead pulled these tricks, some players immediately began cursing.
The tuxedo player ignored them, his gaze focused on the space. When he caught a glimpse of the prop fish's tail appearing, he flashed behind the fish in an instant, grabbed its tail with one hand, and pulled the prop fish out of the space like pulling a carrot!
The prop fish had shrunk considerably in size at this point. Even after being pulled out, it didn't struggle much, still trying to swim back into the space at its own pace. But the next second, it was stuck to a net.
That's right, it was the net the tuxedo player had set up. The anchor points of those nets were like "All Things Want to Cut Everything," directly fixed in the air. Originally, there were only a few anchor points, with the rest being movable. But when the prop fish stuck to it, every intersection point of the net became a fixed point, pinning the fish like nailing down space itself. The prop fish couldn't break free and was completely confined within the banquet hall!
Nearby players immediately launched attacks in turns. At this moment, the tentacles the prop fish had been trying to swallow instead became its protection, recklessly slaughtering the surrounding players.
As the tentacles in the banquet hall grew more numerous and occupied more space, even if some players used props to control or restrict a portion of the tentacles, they couldn't stop the increasing flood of tentacles gushing out from the fish's mouth. Seeing people around them disappear one by one, a player spat out a mouthful of blood foam. "This damn thing is disgusting enough. Do props even grow parasites?"
Whether props could grow parasites could be set aside for now, because the Fish Feast Building's reinforcements had arrived. Five players, each covered in a glass-like protective barrier, appeared in the banquet hall. They seemed experienced, each holding a box, and stood directly in front of the fish's mouth.
"Smack!" A tentacle smashed through the banquet hall's carpet and floor, quickly extending toward one of them. But surprisingly, before the tentacle could even touch the person's skin, it was twisted by a force from the side and sucked directly toward another player, the tip of the tentacle being inserted into the open box.
The box seemed to have a suction force. Once the tentacle entered, no matter how it struggled, it couldn't be pulled back. Soon, more tentacles flew over, but they were all sucked in one by one. Within a minute, all the tentacles from the fish's mouth were stretched straight and hung across several boxes.
One of the five players separated from the group and walked toward the stuck prop fish, saying, "Which room's prop is this?"
He wasn't asking the tuxedo player, but the person on the other end of the communication terminal.
After a moment, a reply came from the other side: "Not recorded. This isn't a prop from our building. Be careful..."
Before the words were finished, the prop fish suddenly expanded rapidly, in an instant hitting the ceiling of the banquet hall. Then the net stuck to it fell off. They thought it was about to erupt and kill, but the next second, it split open and disappeared like a bubble, leaving only a pitch-black meatball.
The meatball was the main body of those tentacles. Its pitch-black, tumor-covered appearance was at least ten times more physiologically unsettling than an octopus. To make matters worse, it had no eyes, only a head full of undulating tumors, making it unclear whether it was dead or alive.
The reinforcement players had already restrained all its tentacles. They were cautious but not afraid. Even if the prop fish had escaped, it didn't matter—their goal was to retrieve it anyway. But the change came too quickly. The tumors writhed and actually released time power!
Real time power!
Props with temporal effects had ore components with special properties added during their creation. Naturally formed such props carried no less power sources, but naturally born props had their own usage rules from the moment of formation and wouldn't easily change. Of course, few players would think of dismantling and studying them. So whether such props could upgrade, and how they would upgrade, were unknown.
The players sent by the Fish Feast Building had obviously studied the tentacle monster's abilities beforehand, knowing its attack power was concentrated at the tentacle tips. So their first move was to seal off that part of its power. But they never expected it could also release time power!
Judging by the expressions of those few people, it clearly hadn't been like this before!
"It's upgraded!" Those people were greatly alarmed. They only had time to open a defense barrier before being forcibly controlled by the frozen time power, standing frozen in place!
Xu Huo was also shocked, because frozen time couldn't truly harm players. Even some props specifically used to freeze time could easily fail under the interference of temporal props. When Super Evolvers used time power to achieve an effect, they often chose faster-flowing time power. Once time power was introduced, the user themselves wouldn't enter the coverage range. So even if players were frozen, to kill, one still had to consider whether their own props and attacks would be affected by the time power. Killing in slow motion would be too ridiculous. The most convenient method was to make the opponent die directly under the time power!
The Fish Feast Building players had come to capture a prop with spatial abilities and would definitely carry similar props. Yet they were directly frozen, indicating that the upgraded energy of the tentacle prop could directly override high-level temporal props, even being unaffected by interference from similar props!
"Don't move!" Xu Huo warned the two behind him, gripping "Three Seconds of Life" in his hand.
Fortunately, the time power coverage of the tentacle prop wasn't large, not enough to cover the entire banquet hall. They, along with some other players who had retreated to the corners, weren't frozen. The Fish Feast Building players soon broke free—their spatial props were effective, just a bit slow.
"Be careful! Besides time ability, it's also upgraded a new spatial ability!" The player who had been inspecting up close warned his companions, while calling for reinforcements through the communication terminal.
"Open the space and let us out!" the surviving players demanded again.
But how would the Fish Feast people care about them? They even called people to seal off the space—mainly to prevent that fish from reappearing.
"Once the prop is retrieved, we'll naturally let you out," the tuxedo player explained lightly.
Whether it was him, the five who had arrived, or the players yet to come, none were weak. Trapped in the space, the players had no choice but to swallow their anger.
"Such a good prop, wasted on the Fish Feast," Xu Huo said in a low voice.
"Yeah," Shi Shuai stared at him. "Who would've thought it could upgrade time ability? I wonder how it upgraded..."