The Value of Victory
It looked like a one-on-one fight.
In reality, it was four against one.
Maritis had transformed into a toad pearl, embedded in the Void Laboratory as a "Space Battery."
Earl's consciousness had been separated out, using Han Dong's arms as its main body. Through the Netherblood Skull, blood and death were fused together, allowing him to exert 120% of his strength.
Han Dong himself had fused with Togu through "Deep Imitation," assuming the form of a Great Demon.
Only under a four-against-one advantage, combined with the tactics Han Dong had devised, had they barely secured victory... Any deviation in the plan's execution would have made such an outcome impossible.
Moreover, Han Dong had not wanted to use the "Holy Sword" in this duel.
Sally had simply been too powerful. Left with no choice, he could only conceal the Holy Sword between Earl's teeth... He swiftly pulled out Earl's tooth, held it to Sally's neck to "declare victory," then immediately put it back.
He had hidden the "Holy Sword Bloodline" within himself as much as possible.
Judging from Han Dong's conversation with the tailor he had encountered in the previous selection round, the Holy Sword likely held rather special significance in the Saint-tier World.
If it were exposed too early and seen by the Golden Saint Emissary in such a high position, it might trigger some uncontrollable developments.
Fortunately.
The Golden Saint Emissary was focused on personal matters, with only part of his attention on the arena. He had not noticed what Earl's teeth contained.
As for Sally, she was deeply shocked by what had just happened.
Within the consciousness channel.
"That tooth just now?"
Sally, her face full of shock, urgently wanted to know what exactly the tooth Han Dong had held against her neck