With Bloodburn fully unleashed, Jiang Nan casually ate a piece of Horse Biscuit dipped in fruit pulp, then washed it down with a bottle of Green Sticks!
Full Horsepower, critical-hit bonus!
In this situation, he could finally get a little serious!
They were only a few thousand muscle monsters. This was nothing!
Meanwhile, Liu Mang, Mo Tian, and the others were on pins and needles!
Berg alone had been so freakish just now, and now there were this many muscle monsters. Yet South God wasn't the least bit nervous—in fact, he looked excited?
This was nothing? Then what counted as a big deal?
Berg sneered. "You're pretty cocky. Let's see if you're still cocky in a minute!"
Jiang Nan grinned. "That's not important. I'm more interested in where you came from. You're not human, are you?"
"Then what are you? A spirit beast? A virus? A tumor? Or some other kind of freak?"
Berg's veins bulged all over. What did he mean, not human?!
He could say whatever he wanted, but did he have to insult him?
"You're the spirit beast, tumor! I'm a noble parasite. Don't you dare lump me in with you pigs!"
"Just wait and become my host! Charge!"
As he spoke, thousands of monsters charged ferociously toward Jiang Nan!
Jiang Nan frowned. What was a parasite, anyway?
Was it something like the Triangle Race or the Chaos Body?
Without even turning around, Jiang Nan instructed them, "Make sure these muscle monsters don't touch you. Otherwise, they'll infect you, and you'll turn into muscle monsters just like them!"
"Look after yourselves. Don't get in the way. I'll handle things here!"
Hairclip Wei, Liu Mang, and the others felt their scalps go numb!
Whoa! Was South God planning to take them all on by himself?
Could he really