"Damn it. If that Virtual World belonged to us, things never would have gotten this bad."
Death stared at the Virtual World, her eyes practically green with envy. It couldn't be helped—the Virtual World was simply too useful. It was like carrying an entire world around with you. Worse still, such a useful Virtual World had originally been created by them, only to be forcibly taken away by the Mechanical Demon King.
Unfortunately, no matter how unwilling Death was to accept it, the Virtual World, this Super Divine Artifact, did not belong to her. It belonged to Andrew. If they wanted to defeat Andrew, they had to face the Virtual World's repeated interference.
More than thirty Demon Kings were indeed an immensely powerful force, but the Celestials of an entire universe were no weaker. Not to mention, they had the Virtual World as their home ground, along with Elsa and the others assisting them.
Elsa was no longer the Elsa she had once been. The current Elsa was powerful. It couldn't be helped—most people spent their entire lives trying to reach Rome, while some were born there.
Although the victor had yet to be decided, the more than thirty Demon Kings had undoubtedly all been restrained within the Virtual World. Andrew was quite satisfied. He raised his hand and waved, directly opening the Defensive Shield.
Shuri gritted her teeth in fury. What did they take Wakanda's Defensive Shield for? Something they could open whenever they wanted and pass through whenever they pleased?
Shuri swore that she would design a Defensive Shield that no one else could ever open. She, Shuri, Wakanda's greatest genius, would devote the rest of her life to battling Defensive Shields.
Andrew naturally had no idea what Shuri was thinking. He led Wonder Woman, Dark Phoenix, Scarlet