"But now, God has fallen, will this mean there'll be... in the next ultimate battle..."
As David spoke, the cards all turned in unison, wanting to look at Tang Qi.
But their survival instincts made them hold back, even Orando, the big fat dragon, pretended as if nothing was wrong and turned his head back.
Ultimately, the one who mustered up the courage was the Universal Shaping Monster.
This lump of green gel perfectly played the role of a sycophant, wriggling to Tang Qi's side, rubbing against his foot, and cheerfully proclaiming in a flattering tone: "The next ultimate battle will be without any suspense, the only victor will surely be the great, merciful master."
"Exactly, master will definitely win."
"The master is the strongest, everyone else is just trash."
"The master is divine, surpassing the Spirit King."
"I may just be a tombstone, but I will carve a winning inscription for the master."
