I'm Hungry

Wang Tong let out a heart-wrenching cry at the quickly fading world. He hated to be in a position where he would not be able to repay the help he had received.

Like most heroes when they were sober, they always liked to either blame everything on themselves or refuse any favor from others.

"Oh, shut up, will you! I'm not dead !"

"Balls! Why didn't you answer me? I thought you had a heart attack or something." Wang Tong then immediately remembered that, as a ghost, Mr.Wannabe most likely didn't have a heart.

"You little prick! I had lost a lot of my energy, so I probably won't be able to come out of the crystal for a while. Try to stay alive; I still need you to take me to the Hall of Valhalla! Your last"

Mr. Wannabe's voice faded away before he could finish his sentence. He was telling Wang Tong that his last spear attack had gravely injured him, but Mr. Wannabe thought it was a good sign as it had proven Wang Tong's strength.