Winner Takes All

Eleven Fourth-Level Continents had joined forces to attack a single continent. There were only two possible explanations.

First, his continent held a great opportunity. But he knew that was impossible.

Second, those continents belonged to the same faction.

That seemed unlikely too. What faction under heaven could possess eleven Fourth-Level Continents? Then there was only a third possibility: they had received false information and believed his continent held a great opportunity.

He needed to clear things up.

"Let's not let this turn into a misunderstanding."

Though the old man's face had gone a little pale, he took a deep breath, steadied himself as best he could, and left his study to negotiate.

Meanwhile, the lords of the eleven Fourth-Level Continents outside Fool's Continent had gathered together.

"What do you think? Shall we raise the banner?"

The lord of Northbound Continent spoke first, looking toward the young man in the seat of honor. The other continent lords followed his gaze. The young man wore the uniform of a Mortal Domain member.

He belonged to the Strategist Pavilion.

Word was that

he had proposed Mortal Domain's "Branching Out" operation and was now overseeing their team.

"Don't raise it yet."

The young man in the seat of honor still had peach fuzz above his lip, but there was no trace of nerves on his face. "Wait for them to come negotiate, then tell them why we're here."

"Submit, or die."

"It's simple."

"We cannot let them leak anything. The story we've put out is that we once did business with Fool's Continent, and today we've joined forces to demand justice."

Their several dozen Fourth-Level Continents had entered this World Battlefield in batches.

It had not caused much of a stir, but some continents had grown suspicious. They felt as though there were suddenly