The Undead Steel Scavenger was not dead. When it was collected by Yang Song, it was already weak and had no combat effectiveness.
After arranging for Xiao Laoxu to do some exercises, with a clatter, Yang Song threw the Undead Steel Scavenger out of the storage space.
A dark, full of scales, and hideous body lying in the secret room.
Even if its eyes were closed and seemed to be dying, it still exuded a cold and dangerous aura of a typical abyssal monster.
"Fortunately, it's only a Tier 2 General beast. If it was on the same level as me or even higher, it would be really hard to deal with."
Yang Song muttered to himself.
And the little Xiao Laoxu, who was planning to pretend to do an exercise, turned his head curiously when he heard the noisy movement.
"Squeak, danger, danger!"
Creation is hard, cheer me up!