"Lenny... Lenny!" Barlow howled into the pitch-black night sky, pointing and cursing, "Heaven, what did the Roys do wrong?! What did my Lenny do wrong?! Even in death, you refuse to let him go!"

Just as he finished speaking, a huge tentacle suddenly extended from Lenny's left rib, piercing through the left side of the coffin. The two men who were carrying the coffin were still standing on the left side. When the huge tentacle emerged, they were immediately slapped away. One rolled more than ten meters and crashed into the pedestal of the monument, while the other rolled twenty to thirty meters and slammed into the trunk of a large tree. This sudden scene immediately frightened the dozens of people around into screams.

Barlow collapsed on the ground. Although there was no panic in his eyes, they were filled with utter despair. Even when he had watched Lenny being struck by lightning last night, he hadn't felt such despair.

Boom!

Another huge tentacle extended from Lenny's body, pier