C2832 Monster Infighting

The long-winded chatter came out as well, and the black lines on Sam Moreels's forehead couldn't help but increase.

What kind of nonsense was this?

When a thousand bags of divine fetus level dog food fell from the sky, it was still rather spectacular. At least at this moment, when he glanced over, he felt inexplicably comfortable. He subconsciously took a deep breath