Forced Retreat

The blue screen dispersed the black ink in all directions. However, due to him being on the ground and the Three Great Defense skill itself, Theo didn't get any more pressure coming from the shield, allowing him to supply the Magic Power needed to block this attack.

Still, it didn't dismiss the disappointment in his heart.

"Ugh, I feel like this ink won't get off my clothes or my skin… Luckily, the shield is dispersing it, so it doesn't touch me or whatsoever. But…" Theo glanced at his clone, obliterated by the ink, before looking at the spear who already blended with the ground color.

His spear obviously had been painted black and seemed to be unusable after this. "I need to buy a C Rank Spear, which will cost quite a fortune. And… The price is even higher than a C Rank Skill. Suck to be me."

With that disappointment filling his heart, Theo kept blocking it until the squid stopped spurting the ink, realizing it could not penetrate Theo's defense.