A sneer of contempt played on the lips of the Three-Corpse God. This contempt stemmed from the sheer strength of the Underworld and was deeply tied to the current state of affairs.
In other words, he believed the Underworld had already secured an absolute advantage. And since this advantage was so overwhelming that a reversal was virtually impossible, his expression was brimming with scorn.
"You don't have much time left. I hope you make the most of what little you have.
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