Pavarotti couldn't find any trace of the enemy, and moved his big fat butt to the ground, casually picking up a Bennyl Iron Anchor, and with a few pinches and squeezes of his paws, carved it into lifelike segments of sugarcane, then took a bite, chomping off a half-piece, causing the king nearby to gasp multiple times.
"What a pity I couldn't witness its majestic form in the recent mêlée." Liu Zhenhan whistled, clicking his tongue repeatedly, "I estimate that a metal-type Beamon like Polantu wouldn't stand a chance against a metal-eating beast like this."
"If one were to find a ten-meter-tall beast as a pet, wouldn't its battle form instantly reach tens of meters, even over a hundred meters in gigantic size? My god, in that case, there wouldn't be a city wall in the world able to stop their stride!" Helen looked up at the panda girl in amazement, "At that time, even our heavy phantom beasts would probably seem like tiny tots in front of such a wild pet?"
