"Argh ---" Fatty Han suddenly screamed like a little b*tch - as if his parents had just died in front of him. His scream was miserable.
"You f*cking fatty! Why did you suddenly scream like an animal shouting out a mating call! The boss has not even started poking your ass yet!" Zhang Yang asked and laughed. The two of them had already gotten used to joking around with each other.
"... the boss died, but there was no loot!" Fatty Han let out an enraged roar.
"The boss hasn’t died yet --- Oh, you mean Cazacrol?"
"Yes! We just managed to take out a Mythical grade boss, and nothing dropped from it! What the f*ck, man! Is this some sort of prank, or what!" Fatty Han was very angry with the fact he did all the hard work for nothing.
Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "The boss only had about 1,000,000 health points, the system put it in just to raise the difficulty of the battle by a little. So what can you expect? Do you think you just took out a fully-powered Mythical boss? Haha."