White Shadows in the Deep

Ang… Ang… Ang...The crocodile dragons were rolling away after being struck by electricity. A few of them were unable to escape and fell to the ground, roaring in pain.

"Huuuu…" Seeing the crocodile dragons had escaped, the electric eel let out a long sigh of relief. The liquid in the poison capsule was already used up and even the electricity discharge muscle was sore. After all, it had been dozens of crocodile dragons, not a few sheep. They were very tiring to fight.

More than a thousand meters from the stone tower, the electric eel rested for half a minute and then moved to the stone tower, swinging from side to side.

When the electric eel stepped on the mica floor, it felt like stepping on gold. Chen Fan really wanted to change his career but unfortunately, mica was very common and not worth much.