Hearing the King of Negativity's words, Chthon, the Iron Great Tree, Poseidon, and the others all rolled their eyes. Here we go again. He only defeated a consciousness—look how proud he was. Did he want to carry around a recording device that played it all day?
"You defeated the King of Abilities?"
The Tree of Time, Zeus, and the others had not known about this and were all quite surprised. Just as the King of Negativity was about to proudly recount his "great achievement," Chthon said impatiently, "This isn't the time for that."
"That's right, this isn't the time for that."
The Tree of Time nodded in agreement. "Chthon, don't worry. We have enough Trump Cards on our side. What about you and Death? Have you prepared enough measures?
"And, Chthon, don't forget that this is Los Angeles—your territory. We have a way out, but you might not."
"Since I warned you, I naturally made sufficient preparations."
Chthon snorted coldly. He understood what the Tree of Time meant, but the other party was not wrong. This time, he would definitely have to go all out. Otherwise, even if he escaped, his foundation would collapse, and he could only become a thug from then on.
The King of Negativity looked at the Tree of Time, feeling increasingly displeased. Zatanna, hidden within his consciousness—with the King of Negativity's consent—secretly laughed. The Tree of Time really had no idea how to conduct herself. The boss was showing off, yet she actually dared to interrupt him?
Zatanna secretly complained, It was only because the Tree of Time was powerful and extremely useful. Otherwise, she'd definitely be fired for stepping through the door with her left foot first.
The Tree of Time let out a breath and said, "Good. Let's prepare for battle. The King