Tentacle Man's face was pallid as he frantically rushed on his way.
Even though he was the creator and manager of Final Home, his mind was in complete disarray at this moment.
"Do not let anything happen."
"Please!"
The survival of a little character was already hard enough, even with the backing of such an abnormal organization, they were merely struggling to survive, lingering in Chaotic City... He had witnessed too many terrifying powers and beings.
He had carried all the hopes on his shoulders alone, barely brought them back, but now it had turned into this mess.
Tentacle Man clenched his teeth and ran wildly.
He was very fast; his tentacles could extend significantly, hooking onto various trees and rocks, leaping forward!
