The God's Games

Its frantic movements gave Hanjun a better look at it.

When its eyes were closed, the creature looked like a round, black ball, but when it opened its eyes, its tiny paws and wings unfolded.

Hanjun examined it and said, "So it's a little bat."

The little bat's big, dark eyes started to well up with tears, looking pitiful.

Its fluffy, cute appearance might have softened anyone else's heart, but Hanjun was different.

Hanjun turned his head to Snowball and said, "It's kind of cute. Maybe we should have the players build a cage and keep this little bat."

Snowball couldn't speak human language, but he always followed Hanjun's instructions.

He immediately started looking around, ready to fetch a player for Hanjun.

The little bat realized that its cute act wasn't working on Hanjun and started to panic.

How did it end up so unlucky?

The demon vanguard had just lost its first battle, and the little bat had been on its way back to report to the demon general when it ran into a White Moon Wolf.

Even though this White Moon Wolf was only level 20, it was far stronger than the bat.

White Moon Wolf Clan are natural hunters of demons, they're born with the purpose of fighting them.

Luckily for the demons, most White Moon Wolfs had been hunted by humans long before the demons appeared in this world, so they couldn't become a significant threat.

The little bat couldn't believe its bad luck—of all the creatures it could encounter, it had to be a White Moon Wolf.

It had one trick up its sleeve: playing dead.

If it could fool the wolf, it might have a chance to escape.

But what the little bat didn't expect was that the White Moon Wolf had an owner, who the wolf handed it over to.

The strong aura of light surrounding this person made the little bat's fur stand on end.

It tried its best to suppress its trembling in the presence of this light, hoping the person wouldn't realize it was only pretending to be dead.

Once Hanjun used magic to bind it, the little bat knew its ruse had been discovered.

Trapped by this magic, there was no way it could escape, let alone deliver the news of the vanguard's defeat.

And when it heard Hanjun mention putting it in a cage, the little bat felt even more hopeless.

Feeling desperate, it weakly spoke up, "Could you please not lock me in a cage?"

The little bat's voice was soft and pitiful, matching its big eyes, making it hard not to feel sympathy for it.

Unfortunately for the little bat, aside from the wolf, the only person in front of it was Hanjun.

Hanjun wasn't fooled. "You can talk? Are you a demon too?"

The little bat, with its big black eyes, said, "I-I'm just a messenger. Please don't kill me."

Hanjun nudged the bat, causing it to roll around in its round shape, unable to escape.