What a fucking load of bullshit!
Everyone stared at Zhou Sining's brash, confident face, their expressions darkening as they rolled their eyes in unison!
Egypt had stationed three Super Level powerhouses in Pusini City specifically to deal with the Habo Pyramid and the army of undead it had brought.
Had this guy even considered the sheer scale of the Habo Pyramid before spouting whatever bullshit came into his head?
"Well, aren't you impressive," Zu Jiming scoffed.
"Hehe, thanks for the compliment," Zhou Sining said with a grin.
"That wasn't a compliment!"
Beside him, Zhao Manyan tugged on Zhou Sining's sleeve and leaned over, trying earnestly to reason with him. "Come on, Zhou, there's got to be a limit to your bullshit. I know you're strong, but we should at least be honest... The officers on the front line said they'd spotted a Dark Sword Master. That thing was a genuine Monarch Level creature! If the Habo Pyramid's phantom hadn't suddenly disappeared, even sending all three Super Level mages in Pusini City onto the battlefield wouldn't have won them the fight!"
"I know. I'm the one who killed that Dark Sword Master. My Jiaojiao even collected his remnant soul, armor, and greatsword. We're planning to sell them for a good price in Venice!" Zhou Sining looked utterly innocent.
Zhao Manyan: "..."
"Hahahaha, all right, all right. Zhao, leave him alone. He's still half asleep and talking in his dreams." Mo Fan, who had watched the entire exchange, laughed until his stomach hurt.
"I really did kill him!" Zhou Sining was speechless.
Even if he had used the Liquid of Time to bring the Tiger King to maturity, that was still his own power. How did that not count as his kill???
Were they nuts?!
Mo Fan clasped his hands in mock