A corner of the universe.
Inside a bar observed from a human perspective.
The London wager taking place here came to an end with the death of the Golden Saint Emissary.
The Primordial Body model representing Green and the ordinary model representing Han Dong landed on the final square of the board... Moreover, because the two had fulfilled a special condition by killing the "Golden Saint Emissary," the odds had increased.
The biggest winner of this game was the gray man in a vest, who had placed all his chips on Han Dong.
He spread his arms and gathered more than half the chips into his embrace.
These chips also represented deeds corresponding to actual authority, and this gray man's status would rise accordingly.
Even among kings, there were distinctions in rank.
Among beings of the same level, this gray man also possessed a special title—the Great Deceiver.
Since he had been the last to place his bet, although most of the guests present had realized something was wrong, it was already too late to change anything.
However, the bookmaker of this wager was the absolutely neutral "bartender," so its fairness was beyond question... The only factor affecting the wager was the information everyone had gathered about the players beforehand.
Most of the guests had focused their attention on the Primordial Body while overlooking another factor.
The man wreathed in Nameless Fog questioned Han Dong in an interrogative tone:
"Hey! Just where did this little fellow come from?
"In this game, he displayed abilities related to the void and the deep sea. More importantly, he possesses your gray matter abilities... His Mimicry is even greater than that of your direct followers.
"Naiya, what secret project are you carrying out again?
"And you put it into this game without any of