Bab 650: The Death Dao!

Wang Baole whipped out the mask as soon as he heard the voice. It wasn't invisible. This wasn't another illusion. Ever since he had entered the battleship, he had grown increasingly paranoid.

"Stop looking. It's your fault for sneaking into this wretched place. I've been suppressed since you entered the battleship and had to hide myself. I've even had to go back to sleep in order to prevent myself from being devoured. I can't stay awake for long either!" Little Missy said in an annoyed voice when she saw what Wang Baole did.

"Devoured?" Wang Baole's mind was set at ease when he realized that Little Missy was alright and her usual self. He had perked up until he heard what Little Missy had said.