Cheng Yu felt utterly numb. A classic line from a movie he had once watched suddenly came to mind: life's ups and downs were simply too thrilling. They had left him feeling like he needed to pee.
So he went and peed.
When Cheng Yu returned from the bathroom, he finally heard some good news. The arrival of that giant demon had consumed a considerable amount of the Abyssal Gates' energy, and the number of demons emerging had begun to decline.
Cheng Yu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, then held it back. He couldn't help it. Every time he relaxed, another huge problem came along.
Look at how it had started. He had only wanted to conquer the Northern Borderlands before heading south, only to somehow provoke that bunch of good-for-nothings.
After he finally drove them back, those good-for-nothings invaded again in force. Once he repelled them a second time, he thought he could finally head south. He had smashed through Twilight Fortress's seven defensive lines with unstoppable momentum, and then those bastards stabbed him in the back.
In his fury, he had used that bottle of Carbon-Based Virus to wipe them out completely. Then the entire continent united against him, shattering his dream of defeating them one by one.
He felt he had barely weathered the continental Allied Army's assault when the strongest Summoner showed up. That time dragon still haunted Cheng Yu. If not for the Title he had equipped, he figured that would probably have been his first game over.
After killing the time dragon, he had spent more than half a year building up his forces. When the Titans appeared, he thought this world was already his for the taking. Then the Jebel Theocracy sacrificed more than half its nation to summon