Battle of Foothold.
These four words crashed into Duo Long's ears, directly severing the nerve in his brain that represented panic.
Duo Long clutched the Platinum Breastplate, his breathing suddenly quickening.
The fear in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by an intensely fanatical gleam of calculation.
More than eighty True Gods had been wiped out.
The Void True God had fallen.
This was no mere offense—it had directly reshuffled the combat power structure of the entire Seventh Star Domain!
Duo Long's mind began racing madly.
Heaven Country had lost an Archon and would absolutely not dare act rashly in the short term.
They had no idea what trump cards Origin Realm had hidden. An existence capable of solo-killing a Void True God was the highest-level taboo in any major faction's intelligence network.
As for the Scavenger God Pantheon, there was even less to say. Its main force had practically been wiped out, and its remaining battered troops would struggle even to defend their own nest. They would definitely become fat meat for other Pantheons to swallow.
That meant Origin Realm had not only gained a foothold, but had established its dominance by planting a foot atop a pile of True God corpses.
"We won..." Duo Long muttered, his voice growing louder. "We won big!"
He abruptly raised his head and grabbed Qin Chuan by the sleeve.
"Boss! How should we handle this batch of goods? We can't keep it all on hand! The Scavenger God Pantheon's equipment will be easy to sell, but Heaven Country's items carry Exclusive Law Marks. We'll need to use Myriad Treasure Pavilion's high-end channels to clean them! I'll give you an eighty percent rate on the laundering fee... no! Sixty percent! If Myriad Treasure Pavilion handles this entire batch, my position at headquarters will jump