Domain or Death

After Little Fatty finished his long-winded explanation, everyone understood why it had taken ten hours to settle things. So this was how Little Fatty had worn down the boxing champion Kai, healing himself and draining Kai's life until he was dead.

Kai must have spent those ten hours in a living hell.

He must have felt a great sense of relief when he finally breathed his last.

And after being blasted by Corpse Accumulation Underworld Wave, he must have been in tears.

Everyone observed a moment of silence for Kai.

"Thanks for giving us the equipment to sell at the auction." Kirk shot Forester a cold glance. "Want to keep going?"

Robe Conqueror rose to his feet, his staff trembling slightly.

He had never imagined that after fleeing that place, which wasn't fit for human habitation, and returning to his original Las Vegas, he would be able to throw his weight around. He never thought there would be a kid here bold enough to slap him in the face!

Just a lowly Reincarnator!

He hadn't gotten a clear look at whether Kirk had a Domain. After all, a Conqueror was still human, not a god, and Kirk hadn't entered combat mode. But how could he swallow this humiliation?

He waved a hand, and another sturdy man strode out of the group, head held high!

Unlike Kai, the newly risen expert whose name had even been changed to Ju Hua Qiang, this man was a veteran powerhouse renowned throughout the Forester Team!

He was famous throughout the entire Space, too!

The Forester Team's dedicated MT—Addis Ababa!

A Black MT!

In his hand was a crude, primitive shield covered in white cowhide, stretched over animal bones and wooden slats, with a human head mounted on it!

The shield gleamed with a dark