Su Muyu looked curiously at the little turtle summoned by Shen Fei, lying on the table.
"Honey, are you sure you didn't summon the wrong one? Is this really the Black Tortoise?"
She was quite looking forward to it at first, after all, it was said to be a legendary summoned beast.
But after Shen Fei summoned it, it turned out to be this little turtle. Although it looked special, its turtle shell was ferocious, resembling an island.
And the tail had a faint black snake head.
"I'm not a little turtle, I'm the Black Tortoise."
The little turtle's body was small, but its voice was loud, "I just haven't manifested my true form. If I did, it would burst this place wide open."
"Oh, but you have two heads. Who listens to whom normally?"
Su Muyu asked curiously.
"There aren't two heads; that's just a manifestation of power. There's only one consciousness."
The voice of the Northern Nether Black Tortoise was very earnest, but it sounded grandmotherly, lacking intimidation.
