This one was even more of a heavyweight!
Fu Qian couldn't help staring in amazement from the side.
Honey, who had seemed the sunniest and liveliest of them all, actually had a berserk form like this?
At that moment, the little girl's body wasn't just swelling and twisting in a bizarre way—her face had also become horribly distorted.
Her eyes were blood-red, her teeth bared and gleaming. The adorable, well-behaved girl from before was nowhere to be seen.
Even her upper jaw jutted up high like a wolf's, and she was biting down hard on the crocodile's severed leg.
After a desperate struggle, the leg had finally gone still, slowly turning into a pool of flesh and blood.
"Honey!"
Fu Qian thought for a moment, then called out to Honey, who was still growling.
It was undoubtedly a bit risky. There was no guarantee how much of her mind remained, and if she really lunged at him, his small frame wouldn't be able to take it.
Fortunately, Honey could still hear him in her berserk state. After Fu Qian called out, she slowly raised her head and looked over.
"There's a little left."
Fu Qian advanced instead of retreating, taking a few quick steps to Honey's side and smearing the last bit of cake crumbs in his hand onto the corner of her mouth.
The sweetness in her mouth made her chew instinctively. The next moment, her body went limp, and she plopped down on the ground.
She should be all right now.
Watching her body shrink rapidly, Fu Qian nodded in satisfaction.
Come to think of it, after the crocodile had been dismembered, Bella, who had also been affected, woke up just as quickly. She was now sitting on the ground in the same pose, looking bewildered.
Fu Qian