"Don't worry, I'll protect you." The Mist Beast nodded its head and promised.
"Then I'll start."
The two antennae on the snail's head glowed and started to prepare bit by bit.
As time passed, a screen with snowflakes on it slowly appeared in the air.
Slowly, the screen appeared. Green mountains and clear water appeared, attracting everyone's attention.
"All of you wait for me quietly. I'll look for the target first, and then I'll send it to the screen."
The Picture Snail began to search. In the past, he often could not find the enemy, but this time, he was very lucky. He actually met a dead rat and saw the Crocodile Race.
However, the moment he saw the Crocodile Race, the Picture Snail was so scared that his entire body trembled. He could not even maintain the screen.
"What's wrong? Snail, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me," the Healing Frog said worriedly.