Chapitre 433: Types of Internet Trolls and Their Traits

The prophetic dream felt as real as the last time, so much so that it felt like an out-of-body experience for Loopy Toad. When it woke up, it was stunned to realized that it had sweated so much that the floor was utterly wet. But for the fact that this sweat didn't smell at all, people who saw this would definitely think that Loopy Toad had pissed itself!

The moment it had fallen into the dream, it felt that it had really become a statue.

Mn, perhaps it was already a statue now!

Six years had passed and the clan officials should have already confirmed Loopy Toad's death. In six years, they could pull down several statues and build new ones, let alone set up one extra statue in the Hall of Valor.

Agitated, Loopy Toad scratched its head. It never expected its second prophetic dream to be about the clan…

Every word of Elder Wen's cry for help couldn't be any clearer to Loopy Toad and was like a thunderclap in its ears.