C343 The Decisive Battle to the Abyss Absolute

"Howl, howl, howl!" The wolf struggled painfully.

"Woo woo woo woo!" Tristan held onto the wolf tightly, not willing to let go of the Ice Gun.

Once the Ice Gun left his hands, it would quickly shatter. He absolutely could not let go of it, because this was the last trident that his mental energy could tolerate!

If he still could not change this into Bedivere's original form