"Do you want me to personally go to war?"
The Black Death King naturally dared not leave easily. Now, with the Eight Kings in a chaotic battle, the Yellow Fever King, Dengue King, and Cholera King were all eyeing his territory covetously.
At this moment, an unusually fat rat-man stood up, patted its belly, and said:
"Let me go in your stead, brother. It's been a while since I've fought a strong opponent, and my hands are itching for a fight."
The Black Death King said:
"Great Rat, you... fine, you go. You can command these disciples at will, and I'll give you a hundred thousand Black Death Army."
Great Rat was his sworn brother, with strength at the level 7 peak.
Previously, it had single-handedly slain several level 7 subordinates of the Yellow Fever King, including some late stage level 7 experts.
If it were to go, with the assistance of several disciples, capturing Lopez should be no problem.
