Even before the Apocalypse, some people had the gall to impersonate generals.
After Doomsday, that went without saying. There were always people willing to risk everything.
Chen Tianmen had met people like that. They really had some nerve.
If Chen Luo had claimed to be level nine, Chen Tianmen might have believed him just a tiny bit.
Level ten? Fuck you. That bullshit was sky-high.
The gap between each esper ability level was enormous, and the difficulty of advancing increased exponentially with each level.
Level seven already made someone a top-tier powerhouse. Level ten?
If someone like that really existed, he would be utterly invincible.
Why had I, Chen Tianmen, never heard of you?
Tch.
Besides, if Chen Luo really was level ten, that meant Chen Tianmen had absolutely no chance of getting the level-ten fire crystal in his hands.
Neither his reason nor his heart wanted to believe it.
Fucking idiot?
Even someone as wild as Wild Thunder had trembling hands after hearing those words.
You can have the "Wild" in my name. You really are ridiculously brave.
Judging by how the boss looked earlier, he wouldn't have made things difficult if you'd behaved. Now you'd better find a suitable burial spot.
Chen Luo's eyes lit up, and he laughed.
"Hehehehe."
Chen Luo wasn't angry. With skin as thick as his, would one insult really upset him?
His emotions weren't that easily stirred.
I'm not angry, but that doesn't mean I'll let you get away with insulting me.
Forget it. I'll kill him as an example. A dead man makes a better warning.
Chen Tianmen pointed at Chen Luo and sneered. "You're dead for sure. But you two can live. You two, leave."
Chen Tianmen then pointed at Wild Thunder and Xu Qing.
If they really were three level-seven