Fourth Judge said solemnly, "Abner Lane?"
"It's me indeed."
Fourth Judge coldly snorted: "Your Excellency has guts to leave the border without achieving a Mini-world first."
Abner Lane laughed loudly, and said openly: "The Nanni Nation has always been a vassal of our dynasty. Naturally, we should take action if they have alternate intentions."
Fourth Judge said: "Initially, I thought I'd only crush a group of insignificant figures, but I didn't expect to encounter someone like you, which is an unexpected gain!"
He rose into the sky, and the divine power outside surged, holding up a Thorn Crown on his head. On the crown, there were remnants of dried blood and flesh!
Abner Lane looked at him with a smile: "Do you really want to fight for the Nanni Nation? I suggest we make a bet. Who will be the winner in the end – whether you kill me or I kill you – and thus succeed in constructing the first Mini-world?"
