The large black cat, nimble as a cheetah, stalked along the shortest straight-line path toward the Laughing Monk.
Its agile figure and swift, efficient movements made Wen Yu marvel; felines truly were one of Earth's most formidable terrestrial predators.
In contrast, Cyclops and Star seemed far clumsier. In their miniature forms, their small bodies wriggled so hideously that Wen Yu could hardly bear to watch.
Moreover, they were incredibly slow. Victor had already covered more than half the distance, yet those two hadn't even crawled 100 meters.
Witnessing this, Wen Yu frowned slightly.
His three soul pets rarely cooperated in battle. This meant that while their individual combat abilities were indeed strong, their teamwork was atrocious.
At least for now, the actions of the three soul pets seemed full of flaws in Wen Yu's eyes. Couldn't Victor have first placed Cyclops and Star in the Netherworld and only let them out when the battle began?
