The lark hadn't died, had it? Maybe it had been poisoned to death by those inferior pills. Hehehe." The Black-Furred Dog popped out again and clamored.
"Shut up! Keep yapping, and I'll kill you." The Gale Mouse said coldly.
"Come on, kill me. I'm in the Island World—come kill me! Come on!"
The Black-Furred Dog continued to clamor. Since he and the others were not in the same world, he provoked them without fear.
"Damn it, this is infuriating."
The Gale Mouse was furious, but there was truly nothing he could do. He had already discovered that after summoned beasts were summoned away, most of them ended up in different worlds. They could not even meet if they wanted to.
The Gale Mouse ground his teeth in rage, yet he was utterly helpless.
"You deserve to be furious. If you've got the guts, come hit me! And that lark too—blindly trusting the Shapeshifter Beast like an idiot and thinking those inferior pills are good. Anyone with even a shred of brains wouldn't think they were good pills. We reincarnated together; how long has it been? How could anyone possibly have refined pills already? What a joke."
The Black-Furred Dog kept talking, clamorously carrying on without end.
But just then, while the Black-Furred Dog was still ranting,
a mechanical notification suddenly rang out.
[ Ding! Verification successful. Illusionary Lark's rank: Black Iron. ]
"What the hell? Black Iron?"
The Black-Furred Dog was dumbfounded upon hearing the notification. He blurted out a curse, his entire mind going blank.
The Illusionary Lark had previously been verified as an ordinary mid-rank summoned beast. How had it suddenly become Black Iron rank? It was suffocatingly shocking.
"What's going on? Illusionary Lark, how did you become Black Iron rank?" the Mighty Tiger hurriedly asked.