687 Three-Headed Dog

"If you can't do it, then don't call yourself my bird." Flamy's unique hopping steps came from behind. A crowd of familiars looked at Fatty Big Sea, who was lying in the creek, each with complicated feelings.

As their master's familiars, in the past, they had always been the ones who went up against danger, but ever since Fatty Big Sea had joined… Every time Master was in a dangerous situation, he left it to Fatty Big Sea.

Of course, Fatty Big Sea was the only one who could handle those guys. This was an indisputable fact, but that was also why they felt so helpless. When the opponent was Saint-tier, they left it up to Fatty Big Sea. But after they had broken through Saint-tier, Master's opponents became Quasi God, so it was still left to Fatty Big Sea. And now Fatty Big Sea had become a paralyzed fish to save Master, so they were feeling pretty sorry about it.

"Thank you for the hard work, but from now on, you won't be fighting alone anymore."