Tri-Gong Demon was not the only winner.
Elsewhere, Doomsday King returned laden with the more than one hundred thousand Doomsdays of various models he had gathered.
Though more than one hundred thousand was a small number, it was more than enough for Doomsday King to establish a nation.
A nation inhabited only by Doomsdays.
"Our name shall be the Doomsday Kingdom!" Doomsday King declared coldly to the subordinates he had subdued one by one, announcing the birth of a new power.
Grandmaster stepped forward and quietly suggested, "We could establish our nation directly in Hell. That chaotic world suits us well."
"No. We're going outside to forge our own world."
Doomsday King left those words behind and turned to leave.
As the more than one hundred thousand Doomsdays looked at one another, they could only grit their teeth and follow Doomsday King.
Most of them had been forced into submission by Doomsday King's absolute strength. It was impossible for them not to harbor other thoughts. After all, they had survived amid an army of hundreds of billions of Doomsdays while struggling against the encirclement of countless beings from the God Realm. Whether in strength or intelligence, they were extraordinarily formidable.
"I've heard of this guy. They say he used to be New God's subordinate, but now it seems he's fallen out with New God... Or is this just a disguise? Is Donnie trying to use him to unite us?"
"Damn it, Donnie turned me into this freakish state, and he still wants me to serve him?!"
"The key is that, if I'm not mistaken, when Donnie invaded our universe and spread viruses everywhere, his true purpose was to obtain experimental data to cultivate this Doomsday King... We were nothing but test subjects."
"Everything has returned to the beginning. We still