Giving Eight Hundred Million Away

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The substitute member of the Egyptian team soon entered the match. As everyone expected, he immediately began to Summon undead endlessly. It felt like he was quicker at Summoning the undead, as the island was soon filled up with mummies. It even felt like the island could sink at any moment.

Mo Fan was still a few Soul Essences short, so his eyes gleamed excitedly when he saw how diligent the new member of the Egyptian team was!

-Fifth-tier Thunderbolt, here I come!-

Most people would want to stay as far away from the undead as possible, but Mo Fan was pouncing on them greedily, like he had just seen a bunch of naked ladies...

"Damn it, he doesn't even treat me seriously!" Meos's face darkened.