Seeing an entire army stampeding towards them, Liam's eyes twitched. This kid… does he actually believe that there is some sort of treasure here?
Only someone really stupid or self-absorbed would fall for such an obvious trap. He did not know whether to laugh or pity him, but he had more important matters to handle at the moment.
Large gnarly creatures were racing toward him at top speed.
However, Liam showed no signs of being frightened by them or at a loss as to what to do next. "Come out, everyone. Let's do some power leveling." He simply leaned back with confidence and said.
Before any of the lizardmen could touch him or even come near him, his horde of soul minions appeared and took charge.
Did that kid really think this much was enough to take him down? Was he trying to trap him? Laughable!
So what if there was an army of hideous lizardmen? He had his own army of hideous minions of all shapes and sizes.
