"Wow, wow," the Tiger Whale called out urgently.
The Sea Dog was extremely fast, leaving the Tiger Whale far behind even while carrying its prey, and the distance kept getting larger.
In a world where cultivators exist, even basic principles have been abandoned, now even Sea Dogs can hunt Tiger Whales.
Su He hummed softly, and a Thunderbird fell from the sky, striking the Sea Dog with a crackle, causing a wisp of green smoke to rise from its head. It slipped into the water with a swish, spitting out the little Tiger Whale.
A die fell, and one Tiger Whale turned into three.
Obviously, the little Tiger Whale had been long dead, counting only as prey.
The Tiger Whale mourned as it caught up, then looked dumbfounded at the three dead little Tiger Whales. It sniffed them and found they were all its kin, its own identical triplets.
It felt even more heartbroken, realizing that not just one, but three of its offspring had died!
New effect of the die, grief×3
