"No, Assistant Han, this is a Crawler!"
"You're fighting this monster... you stepped into the battleground yourself?"
In a moment of life and death, Ling Biao couldn't believe his eyes, his mind in a state of chaos.
Then, he seemed to remember something, turning his head to look at the petite figure constantly following Ye Hanjun.
An undeveloped human girl, a black wizard hat, two pincers, a ring-shaped scorpion tail...
What the hell! A Desert Witch?!
The wild wind howled, against the flames that filled the sky, causing Ling Biao to feel completely shocked.
This...this...
Assistant Han's Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits...is actually a witch beast?!
He recalled recent rumors in the academy, they said that a rare Fond Spirit had disappeared from the rescue center.
Ling Biao felt as if his mind had been cleared, realizing the truth.
So that's it... So that's it!
"Hey, if you keep staring, you'll have to fend for yourself."
