"It seems my stupid little brother has done a lot of distasteful things."
The mayor could not help but feel sad. 'How did things come to this?'
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Lear panted, but it was hard to breathe.
From within the black tide, hundreds of hands stretched out and dragged him into the darkness. Lear struggled in that endless black ocean with all his might. The cold salty seawater poured into his mouth, causing him to retch.
"Damn that Shen Fei!" Lear continued to struggle in the waves, glaring ahead in anger.
'Shen Fei must be somewhere in the Black Sea! When I find him, I'll definitely skin him alive!'
"What's wrong with him?" Aloy watched Lear and his spirit beast in confusion.
After the Three-clawed Golden Dragon made its move, he and his spirit beast suddenly fell into a strange state.