"A domain? When...?!"
Nightmare's red eyes contracted within the black mist, filled with shock.
As a high-ranking seat of the Desolate God Society, he had failed to notice when Gao Qiu had deployed his domain, from beginning to end!
Even Clown, who had been lounging around beside him with a beer bottle in his arms, now dropped his flippant expression and warily surveyed his surroundings.
Had the twelfth seat, ranked last and usually the most inconspicuous of them all, really hidden his strength so well?
Gao Qiu walked across the solid-gold floor tiles toward the two of them, looking down at them from above.
"Being born lowly is no disgrace. A true man knows when to bend and when to stand tall."
"Even a clumsy bird gets its day to fly first in this era."
"It seems you two have spent so long in your cozy nest at headquarters that you've forgotten the lesson of the tortoise and the hare."
"So... you've really grown this powerful?"
Nightmare's voice was hoarse, and hostility rose in his eyes.
"Heh heh, you flatter me."
"It's just that... below Demigod, I'm invincible. Above Demigod, I can take one down with me."
Gao Qiu smiled smugly, his tone arrogant.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Clown raised an eyebrow and said sarcastically, "If you're so invincible, why are you afraid of the Dragon God?"
"All you'd have to do is stop him outside the fortress for a few days. You don't even have the guts for that?"
Faced with Clown's mockery, Gao Qiu laughed instead of getting angry.
He turned around and clapped his hands. "Once you've seen this, you'll know why I'm the Merchant and you're fools."
With two claps, the space in a corner to the left of the hall suddenly melted away, forming a