Feeling the "harmony" of Prison World, Han Dong smiled in satisfaction.
Final Game.
The first war to take place in the supreme territories came to an end with such a perfect, dramatic performance.
As for this utterly spectacular "show,"
several Final Ones in Chaos Casino could not help stroking their beards and applauding.
Of course,
as outside participants, A Shui and Miss Leng were completely dumbfounded.
They had never imagined that the war would unfold so dramatically.
With the "god's-eye view" granted to gamblers, they could naturally see clearly that there had never been any Gray.
The individual temporarily ruling the Gray Kingdom and directing the course of the entire war had never been a Higher Being.
He was a young pseudo-king,
and the very youth they had once seen clashing with Goodman in Mandros of the Sub-Super World.
Miss Leng lowered her voice.
"A Shui... this young man is far too outrageous.
No wonder those aberrations kept blindly betting everything on this kid at every stage of the game.
Luckily, it ended in a draw. Otherwise, we would have lost terribly."
A Shui did not respond.
Upon witnessing such a dramatic conclusion, saliva continued dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Though he had been focused on the gambling match, a trace of interest beyond the game before him flickered in his pupils.
"I have never seen... such an interesting fellow! I really want to play a game with him too. No wonder the letters in the Black Tower are all related to him, and no wonder so many aberrations think so highly of him.
I have a feeling.
By the middle and later stages of this game, it will gradually become this kid's stage."
The shattered Sharnoth.
The gray currents had already dispersed, leaving behind only chunks of