In the room.
The little Shen Dragon danced ceaselessly, thrilled with its brand new form. One moment it perched on the table, the next on Fubo, coiling around the spear like a brand-new decoration, motionless.
Counting its subordinate generals one by one, Fist was indeed behind, a notch lower, with only Wolf Smoke in the Middle Realm.
Unable to Move, Round Head, Fat Catfish, and Might were all at the peak of Wolf Smoke; however, it was Mirage Insect that transformed into a demon first, clearly not pleased.
Once enough Water Ze Essence was accumulated, Fist needed to be brought up to speed, not falling behind even one.
Liang Qu gathered his thoughts and gestured with a wave.
Among Mirage Insect's five skills, four were brand new, and one in particular seemed quite unique.
"What is 'Materialization'?"
The little Shen Dragon pondered briefly and then, inspired upon seeing Might, coiled its body, and emitted a puff of fog from its mouth.
White fog billowed like a column.
