At Wade's words, Van Helsing rolled his eyes. Offending two big shots in a single sentence—Wade was lucky he could never truly die. Otherwise, even his bones would have been gone long ago.
Veins bulged on the Lord of Order's forehead in fury. With such an exalted status, when had anyone ever shown such open contempt? People who followed that junior, the Mechanical Demon King, clearly knew nothing of manners or hierarchy.
Just as the Lord of Order was about to retort, Chthon said helplessly, "Lord of Order, business comes first. Stop engaging with Wade. He's a lunatic whose greatest talent is dragging enemies into his rhythm, then beating them with his wealth of experience."
"Relax. I won't waste words on such an idiot."
The Lord of Order took a deep breath to calm down, then said to the Mechanical Demon King, "Mechanical Demon King, since you knew I was making preparations in secret, why didn't you stop me?"
"If I couldn't stop you anyway, why bother?"
Andrew spoke indifferently. He had not intervened because there was no need. These were not his only Skyfathers; he still had plenty hidden away, such as the Guardian Gods of various worlds and the Skyfathers of Greek Mythology.
"Mechanical Demon King, you certainly know how to slack off."
The Lord of Order snorted. "Aren't you afraid Earth will be destroyed without the Skyfathers' protection?"
"Why fear something that will never happen?"
Andrew smiled disdainfully. Just then, The Kung Fu Master stepped forward and said, "Lord of Order, as the leaders, we can't just keep watching. Will you come out and fight me, or will you send God?"
The Kung Fu Master did not mention the Lord of Chaos, because the Lord of Chaos was merely a projection. Unless matters reached a critical point,