"I... I lost!"
Wendell Howard was in a trance, completely shocked that he was trampled over.
Through the soul contract, he could clearly feel the relentless fear his pet beast harbored for the dragon ants.
It was as if it had encountered its natural enemy, with absolutely no power to resist, shivering in fear!
But…
Since when does a Bone Dragon have a natural enemy?
Even the Holy Light and Undead types merely counter each other, they wouldn't come to such an extent!
Although it was bewildering, he knew that if this continued, his pet beast might be scared to death!
"Return quickly!"
Thinking of this, Wendell Howard hurriedly recalled his Bone Dragon and left the fighting arena, a look of apprehension in his eyes as he glanced at Gary Smith.
Though the Bone Dragon hadn't died, its robust body had been shaken by the punch of the Black Red Dragon Ant, leaving countless cracks that needed to consume lifeless bones to repair!
