The SSRs in the sky, each with a different appearance, looked down at the braggart on the ground in silence...
Only the Platinum Dragon King was extremely excited, explaining to the SSRs:
"He's my big bro! He's super amazing! He always keeps his word..."
But seeing the aloof, invincible, and dismissive expressions of the SSRs, his voice gradually grew much quieter...
The Lava Forgemaster's heart ached at the sound of that uninhibited voice. Now, he only had a hammer left...
Mr. J smiled and said:
"Mr. Xia Yuan is at least stronger than I am. I believe what he says. Let's focus on raiding the BOSS and leave the ground to him..."
The Demon Blade Princess nodded in agreement.
Eternal Night Judgment Arcas had no concern for the situation on the ground. As long as they quickly dealt with the BOSS, the 650,000-strong undead army would naturally disappear.
Like a team leader, he gave the order:
"All SSRs, assist me!"
However, not a single SSR Contract Spirit paid him any attention.
They were all top-tier combatants and had their own pride.
So what if you were the previous champion?
That didn't mean you would be this year's champion!
The scene was somewhat awkward...
Alucas frowned slightly, looking doubtful as he began questioning his own influence...
No way?
Wasn't I the strongest one?
Why? Why weren't they listening to me?
The Undead Lord, still seated upon the White Bone Throne, took the initiative to break the awkward silence. He leisurely sipped his red wine, spilling it as usual, then chuckled.
"So many young SSRs. It seems my luck is quite good!"
"None of you are above Level 79. What makes you think you can fight me?"
"In the end, all of you will become undead puppets under my command!"
As soon