In another timeline, the Zerg Overlord was somewhat surprised to see Andrew arrive. Then he snorted. "Mechanical Demon King, you really are confident in yourself, aren't you? You actually abandoned all your helpers to come fight me one-on-one?"
"Have you considered the possibility that I'm not confident in myself, but simply look down on you?"
Andrew smiled. "I prepared three trump cards for this war, but the Zerg went down before I even got past the second. Honestly, I'm disappointed."
Andrew was telling the truth. He still had one trump card left unused: Samuel. Samuel had been waiting for his moment to shine, only for the Zerg to be on the verge of defeat already.
Samuel nearly cried. This was an opportunity that came once in a lifetime. After all, not every world had billions of ability users.
The Zerg Overlord gritted his teeth. "Mechanical Demon King, enough talk. We'll only know who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, after we fight."
"Then let's fight."
As Andrew spoke, two figures accelerated by time slammed into each other. The surrounding space instantly collapsed, and the Zerg Overlord was sent flying backward, crashing through every building behind him before stopping ten thousand meters away.
A breath later, the Zerg Overlord appeared before Andrew again. Andrew had summoned him back using weird rules.
Then Andrew's right arm suddenly swelled, boundless power pouring into it, and he drove a heavy punch into the Zerg Overlord's chest. This punch was at least as strong as the first, yet the Zerg Overlord wasn't sent flying again. He merely took three steps back before stopping.
"Mechanical Demon King, your punches aren't much to speak of."
The Zerg Overlord grinned. He had evolved—not by a tiny increment like Ordinary Doomsday, but straight to the limit.