"Hahahahaha, I bet those cowardly nobles who didn't dare to ascend must be regretting it bitterly now!"
"Oh yes. What about the so-called Number One Overlord? Didn't our coalition forces crush them effortlessly?"
In the coalition camp, numerous minor Overlords sat around the tables, wine goblets in hand, mocking the unseen Number One Overlord.
These were Overlords who had descended from Blue Star, the ones most intimately acquainted with the legendary prowess of Number One.
Yet, it was precisely this formidable figure who had been relentlessly chased and cornered by them, reduced to their last stand.
So what if they could handle the Crimson Tide?
When all is said and done, at that crucial moment during the Crimson Tide, their numbers were roughly equivalent.
