On a large tree by the river, the head of a Mechanical Dao Soldier was hanging, its eyes spinning evenly, monitoring the entire village. On the road outside the village, a group of people was slowly coming this way, Lord Algernon had arrived.
By the time they returned near the village, Little Loach had almost finished eating the shell of the iron ship.
"Little brother, you're eating more and more these days. It's hard to keep you fed," Owen Bertram sighed.
Ever since Owen Bertram advanced to the Second Level, Little Loach's appetite had grown much larger. Today, it had eaten a bottle of spiritual pills, a Tier-2 demon beast, and the remains of the iron ship.
Little Loach agreed and urged Owen Bertram: Elder brother, you need to work harder.
