Pan King's Attendant looked at him coldly. "Everything we did before was only to keep you placated, whether it was giving you Forging Crystals or Heavenly Dao-Class Weapons."
"It was all just to make you tear away the pretense."
"And to transfer these sacrifices here through you."
"There are rules governing Contestants. Not everyone is qualified to complete missions. Otherwise, did you really think you were that useful?"
"You're Number 001. You have the highest clearance. We gave you so many benefits, yet you couldn't even handle a few little matters. Don't blame us for abandoning you."
"I'll say it outright. The moment the sacrifices were transferred here, you had already been abandoned."
"Now you have two choices. Be a good lapdog for us, and we'll give you a future, a chance to ascend."
"Or we can tear away all pretenses right now and each take our own broad road to the heavens. Seek refuge with Chaos Heaven or go find your Little Demon Emperor friend. Either way, let's part on good terms!"
Pan King Zhou's expression turned utterly grim. He had never expected things to take such a ruthless turn.
He had always known his own value. What he had not expected was that his value amounted to so little.
It was only because he was Number 001, only because he currently had the highest clearance, only because he could complete missions and circumvent the rules.
He clenched his fists tightly. His fury was easy to imagine.
"Hmph. In that case, let's go to war."
He had wanted to endure a little longer, but in the end, he simply could not swallow it.
Clenching his fists, he lunged forward and instantly blasted the Contestants apart.
His strength might still have fallen a little short against Chaos Heaven, but dealing