Snap!
The Little Shadow Weaver was slapped to the ground, blinking its big, round eyes like light bulbs.
Who did it!
Who ambushed it, the king!
The Little Shadow Weaver quickly got up. At this moment, it only had a small deer head and a frail, pitch-black body.
Of course, although its body had shrunk, its domineering presence remained. As a powerful Shadow Weaver, it had the aura of a high-ranking Shadow Demon!
It widened its eyes, searching for the arrogant person who had stopped it!
Then, it saw the chubby and soft body of the Deep Sea Water Elf No. 1.
What is this? A weak slime? How could this thing fight a Shadow Demon?
Snap!
The Deep Sea Water Elf used its tiny water palm and slapped the Little Shadow Weaver again,
"Hoo hoo hoo (Don't think you can escape the owner's grasp!)"
This slap!
Was loud beyond measure!
This slap,
Did a whopping—
1 point of damage!
The damage was negligible, but the insult was immense.
