Ye Hanjun was unable to voice these words, he just sighed, realizing his current luck was indeed terrible.
The Gesila was indeed the king-level being of this layer, possessing the status and strength of a ruler.
The gap in rank between GuaGua and it was too large; even if forced to transform, the strong sense of inconsistency would make it apparent to other beings that it was fake, disguised, and lacked any combat ability.
"Oh, right."
"Near our nest, there is a fixed spatial rift that opens every few months."
"If you can't get by in this layer, you might consider visiting the one below... huff... huff..."
The fourth and second sleeping giant otters fell asleep in succession.
At that moment, only the eldest brother was fighting off the overwhelming sleepiness, desperately staring at the man and the frog.
"Hurry up, get out of here quicker!"
"I can throw you out; my strength is great, and in an instant across the poison fog, you should probably not end up dead!"
"Wait!"
