Oooooooooo…0

A long and futile struggle later, the snail finally switched up its tactic. A strange energy spread across the lake bottom as the snail began secreting some sort of thick, slimy fluid.2

The slimy fluid transformed into countless tentacles and reached out for both the temple and the Holy Son of Maitreya. But as soon as its tentacles made contact with the temple, a ripple of golden light immediately melted it all into pitch black goo. The snail wailed in pain as the goo rained from above.3

Angry and in pain, the snail kept secreting more slime and creating more tentacles. The form of the tentacles was growing increasingly eldritch as well. They surged toward the temple and the Holy Son of Maitreya from every direction.0

“Amitabha”0

It was at this moment the old, emaciated monk inside the temple joined his hands in prayer. A Buddha appeared above him and shone as brilliantly as the sun itself.0

The Buddha was none other than Vairocana of the Five Tathāgatas. His brilliant light dissolved the sea of tentacles and even evaporated the lake of demonic qi in one go. For a time, not a trace...0