Lord of Order had wanted to sabotage Mechanical Demon King's grand plan, only to be swept away in one wave by Mechanical Demon King. It was truly infuriating.
"Lord of Order, I didn't even have to lift a finger. How did you go down already? Don't tell me you're faking an injury?"
Andrew looked at Lord of Order and sneered. "If you really are faking it, tell me. What benefits do you want before you're willing to get back up?"
"Mechanical Demon King, do you think you've won?"
Lord of Order roared furiously. Both sides of the battle rolled their eyes at the same time upon hearing this. That line somehow sounded very familiar.
At this moment, Demon Clone's soul and Cain fled back into the Space Channel. Lord of Order hurriedly protected them with Order Power, lest they fall victim to Andrew.
In truth, one was Andrew's puppet, and the other was Andrew's future employee. Andrew had no intention of attacking them at all. He sneered, "Why do losers like you always love asking that question?
"If I haven't won, then have you, this piece of trash, and these defeated remnants who fled back won?"
Lord of Order was so furious that he nearly lost control. He wished he could rush over immediately and fight Mechanical Demon King to the death, to let him know that an old senior would always be an old senior.
"Lord of Order, calm down. You must stay calm."
Lord of Chaos's voice rang out in Lord of Order's mind. Given their current strength, they might not necessarily be able to take down Mechanical Demon King in a one-on-one fight. Not to mention that Mechanical Demon King had just won a crushing victory and held an absolute advantage in momentum.
Lord of Order glared