"Demon Clone, you're getting carried away again. How many times has this been now?"
Andrew sneered. "Also, let me ask: before this campaign, did Chthon shout that you had victory in the bag again?"
"Not this time. He was about to, but I forcibly cut him off."
Demon Clone said smugly, "So we'll definitely succeed this time, because the jinx is gone."
Andrew looked "shocked." "Looks like I'm in danger this time."
Though they were enemies, everyone still felt like laughing. Chthon's face darkened. You two bastards, was that really necessary? Was it wrong to shout "victory is ours" before a campaign to boost morale? It wasn't like he wanted to lose every time.
"King of Abilities, enjoy your arrogance while you can. This is the last time you'll get to be arrogant."
Chthon's voice rang out from the sky. "After today, there will no longer be anyone called the King of Abilities. There will only be a candle called the King of Abilities, eternally burning and wailing in Hell."
"A coward who hides his face has no right to speak to me."
Andrew said disdainfully, "By the way, don't you think this is unfair? You've all paid so much, while Chthon pays nothing, sits back and watches the show, yet gets to enjoy the fruits of your labor."
"King of Abilities, stop trying to sow discord. And do you think transporting the people in this area away will reduce civilian casualties? Dream on!"
Chthon immediately changed the subject. "King of Negativity, Life Great Tree, your armies may move out."
King of Negativity wasted no words and directly opened a Negative Vortex. Then, massive numbers of Negative Monsters rushed out of it, excitedly charging toward populated areas.
That was not all. Kaguya Otsutsuki coolly raised her hand and gave it