The Zerg Overlord looked at the gathering of Multiversal Entities, swallowed despite himself, and asked cautiously, "Um, am I interrupting something?"
Truth be told, the Zerg Overlord was far from weak. The Zerg in many universes were connected to him, or he had outright sent Zerg Hives into those universes, where they evolved into various breeds of Zerg that lived by plunder.
The problem was that the Multiversal Entities before him were not only numerous, but all formidable. Take God Andrew, the rising superstar of the Multiversal Universe: reportedly, he had become a Multiversal Entity in just a few years and had even defeated Chthon. Though he was a newcomer, no one dared underestimate him.
There were also Xithome, the Ancestor of Dark Magic, Serpent God Set, Eye Demon Shuma, the Creation God Death, the Vishanti, and Crimson Demon God Cyttorak, who stood at the very pinnacle of Multiversal Entities. Not one of them was easy to deal with.
What, that peeping tom, The Watcher, was there too? He could pretty much be disregarded. His combat strength ranked at the bottom among Multiversal Entities; he could even serve as a unit of measurement.
"You're not interrupting. Do whatever you came to do."
God Andrew smiled. "Once you're done, please leave. Of course, if you'd like to join this game, I have no objection."
Another Multiversal Entity joining the wager meant another share of winnings in the future. Naturally, Andrew had no objection. What, he might lose? Ha. With things as they stood, Andrew would have trouble losing even if he wanted to.
"That's right, Zerg Overlord. Do whatever you want."
The others raised no objections either. The wager was fair—well, at least on the surface—so they would not stop the Zerg Overlord.
"The Mechanical Demon King is so confident. Looks