"Three, six, five. Big!" the dealer's voice trembled as she spoke. The onlookers cried out in shock. This guy's luck was really something else. He had placed ten million dollars down on this bet. The other two men flushed an ugly shade of purple at once. After all, they had just lost over four million dollars in one go. Tiff, standing behind Wilbur, felt like she was about to have a heart attack. Despite the fact that she was used to watching people gamble while working here, gambling like this was far too risky and she could hardly take it. The person in charge began counting Wilbur's winnings. She took away the chips in front of the two men before putting Wilbur's winnings down. There were about twenty million dollars in chips that were pushed back to Wilbur this time. Wilbur looked over at the two men with a smile. Of course, the two men saw this as a challenge. Their expressions darkened, and one of them said, "Wanna play again? I dare you." "Why not?" Wil
Jesse said as soon as he saw the chips, "Let's go, dude. Come on, let's see who's the luckier man today." Edward played with a chip in his hand as he smirked at Wilbur. Wilbur returned a smile before pushing all of his chips forward once again. He was still betting on big. Tiff felt her chest clench so hard that it was almost suffocating. There were 20 million dollars on the line here. Was this guy really that crazy? Had he even considered the consequences of losing, and whether or not he could take them? The other onlookers could hardly contain their disbelief. None of them had ever seen someone this reckless and could not help but respect the guy. Edward and Jesse's expressions darkened at once. Both parties went all in the previous round out of spite, but Wilbur was still doing the same even after all three of them had twenty million dollars in hand. Neither of them had expected this. Of course, they would die before letting an uncultured swine like Wilbur ge
Downstairs, the person in charge had given Wilbur his winnings. There were forty million dollars' worth of chips in front of Wilbur, a whole mountain of them. Tiff was completely leaning against him now, unable to sit up straight. She was not sure whether it was her mind playing tricks on her, but Wilbur seemed to radiate a powerful force that gave her support. Just then, Wilbur looked over at Edward and Jesse with a smile. "Would you like to continue playing, gentlemen?" It was a deliberate and clear challenge. Even the onlookers knew this. Both men were ashen in the face, unable to contain their fury at being mocked by this nobody. "Get me the rest of my ninety million dollars in chips, all of it!" Edward shouted. "Mine too! I'm going to teach this bastard a lesson," Jesse fumed as well. A girl in a ponytail behind them spoke up in a small voice, "Why don't you just stop here, Mister Borton?" She was clearly worried about how much Edward was betting. Yet Edward
That was 50 million dollars gone, but they could handle that. It was losing to an uncultured bastard that embarrassed the two men. Their expressions darkened to the point where they looked positively murderous. The crowd looked at the both of them, almost celebrating the loss. After all, Edward slapping the girl just now was honestly out of line. Of course, the looks on everyone's faces only made both men feel even more humiliated and enraged. The dealer pushed 80 million dollars in chips over to Wilbur. Wilbur remained emotionless, taking a drag of his cigarette. Tiff could not take it any longer, trembling as she lay against Wilbur. Her chest was fully pushed up against his arm. Wilbur glanced at her, whispering, "Stay calm." Tiff flushed but remained leaning against him as she honestly could not get up. Just then, Edward had flown into a fit of rage. He had been winning at life ever since he was a child, getting his way every single time. This was a humiliati
The onlookers knew just what this meant. You had to have at least a hundred million dollars in chips to bet in the VIP lounge and could win up to billions of dollars in a single round. Tiff nudged Wilbur at once, signaling for him not to go. Wilbur had won up to a hundred million dollars. There would really be something wrong with him if he were to keep playing. Even the best of luck would run out after five rounds. There was no such thing as having an endless supply of luck, and even Tiff did not wish for Wilbur to keep playing despite the fact that she was a hostess. She could not bring herself to imagine just how Wilbur would react if he were to lose all the money he had just won. Wilbur looked at the two murderous-looking men and let out a chuckle. "Are you sure we should keep going, gentlemen? You don't seem to be having the best of luck." Edward glowered at him. "Don't mistake luck for skill. Come to the VIP lounge, and let's see who's boss." "You can back out
"We'll let you decide, in case you try to say we're abusing our power," Edward said coldly. Wilbur looked at Sharon with a smile. "The easier the better. I really don't want to use my brain here." "We'll stick to Sic Bo, then? That's the easiest game there is," Sharon said with a smile. Wilbur nodded in agreement, and so did Edward and Jesse. The two men were hoping to drain this guy of his money in the quickest way possible. They were going to have him begging for their mercy, sobbing at their feet as they humiliated him all they wanted. Sharon then said, "Alright. I'm sure we all know the rules here in the VIP lounge: all players must start with at least a hundred million dollars in chips, and the casino takes five percent as commission." Wilbur said nothing, as casinos taking commissions from chips was more than normal. Of course, Edward and Jesse knew this as well. Sharon then said, "Sir, you may proceed as you now have a hundred and twenty million dollars in chip
Tiff's heart raced, and she honestly felt like she was going to pass out at any second. She gripped Wilbur's leg with one hand tightly, staring at him in disbelief. She could hardly find the words to describe this man, or how she was feeling now. Her mind was blown, and she stared at Wilbur in a daze. Over on Edward and Jesse's end, both men could hardly contain their shock and fury. Neither of them could believe the outcome, nor could they accept it. This uncultured bastard had won over and over again, humiliating them repeatedly as well. Sharon put an arm out, and two girls behind her stepped up to sort out Wilbur's winnings at once. They each took 120 million dollars of chips from Edward and Jesse, then passed them over to Wilbur. Wilbur now had 360 million dollars' worth of chips. Edward and Jesse each had 380 million, making the gap between them pretty small. In a fit of immense rage, both men called out, "Small, all in!" Sharon looked at Wilbur, who shrugg
Sharon was growing with curiosity toward Wilbur herself. This was a bet worth over a billion dollars. How could he promise all of it to Tiff just like that? Would he really follow through with it if Tiff were to say yes? And if he refused to follow through, what was going to happen? Of course, she quickly brushed the thought aside. "All bets confirmed," Sharon called out, then started shaking the dice. Tiff felt as if her heart had stopped beating, ready to pass out at any moment. Edward and Jesse's eyes were bloodshot at this point, their pupils almost popping out of the sockets as they stared at the dice. The two girls behind them were nervous as well, knowing that they were doomed if those two men lost. They even considered the possibility of being tortured to death, their chests heaving at the thought. 'Please, please let them win,' the girls prayed silently. The two girls had somehow begun to pray on Edward and Jesse's behalf. Tiff trembled all over, lea
Faye was clad in a beautiful wedding dress, hardly needing any blusher for how red her cheeks looked. Wilbur was also looking dapper in a fine tuxedo, and the bride and groom went around toasting to their friends one by one. Both their parents were overjoyed, knowing that their children had finally ended up with someone so wonderful. Everyone else was also brimming with smiles, drinking up a storm as the night went on. These people were all friends or subordinates of Wilbur and wanted nothing more than the best for him and Faye. There was no wedding emcee, and the ceremony was extremely simple, but the atmosphere was incomparable as everyone was nothing but smiles. The reception lasted all the way until late into the night, and even the newlyweds' parents got a little tipsy. The banquet ended at last, and the guests ushered Wilbur and Faye into their new bedroom. The newlyweds sat down facing each other, locking eyes. Faye lowered her head bashfully, and Wilbur looked
It was evening on Sealake Island when Wilbur returned. He stood on the long bridge, overwhelmed with emotion as he let out a hint of his aura. The island grew abuzz at once, and a series of familiar figures fought their way into Wilbur's line of sight. Wilbur smiled, stepping onto the island slowly. His smile grew as he came to the square, taking in the sight of Faye, Elsa, Faron, Shepard, and many others. Everyone else stared back at him, unable to hide the emotion on their faces. It had been so long since they had seen Wilbur, and there was no way for them to reach him. Words could not describe how much they had worried about and missed him. "I thought you were never coming back, Wilbur." Faye was the first to speak. Wilbur walked up to her, taking her into his arms. "I'm sorry. It'll never happen again. Everything's over now, and I'll never leave you again." Faye's heart soared as she broke out into overjoyed sobs. Everyone else was nothing but joyous as well. Fo
Bahamut, being a reincarnation of Kaiser himself, came slithering toward Wilbur. They both turned into their human forms, and a fierce battle broke out once more. Kaiser channeled his energy into Bahamut's body, giving Bahamut the upper hand over time. At last, Bahamut severely wounded Wilbur with a blow of his sword, causing Wilbur to fall from mid-air. "Hahaha!" Kaiser appeared suddenly then, laughing loudly. "Nice work, Bahamut." "Thank you, Master." Bahamut retreated behind Kaiser, looking at him coldly. He whipped out a dagger from his sleeves all of a sudden, driving it deep into Kaiser. Kaiser flipped around sharply, grabbing Bahamut's wrist and glowering at him. "Have you lost your mind?" Just then, the Dark Lord's voice sounded from Bahamut's throat. "You've stopped me many times now, Kaiser Fern! There's no way in hell I'll let you become the ultimate elite!" A furious Kaiser reached out to grab Bahamut's head, sucking him into his body. An explosion sounded throu
Just then, the Cold Lord muttered a spell. A series of snowy mountains descended from above, one of them striking Wilbur and Augheimer as the Cold Lord cackled. "Haha! Is that all you've got?" As his words rang through the air, the snowy mountain exploded with a loud boom into countless icy fragments to reveal Wilbur and Augheimer, standing tall and completely unaffected. "What?" "These imbeciles!" the Flame God shouted. The air around turned into a sea of flames at once, burning away relentlessly, but they vanished as soon as they came in contact with Wilbur and Augheimer's defense barriers. The Earth God shouted, "I'll settle this!" He muttered a spell, and the ground cracked open as Wilbur and Augheimer fell into a bottomless abyss. The Earth God smirked, and the crack began to close up. Yet just a few seconds later, the ground exploded as Wilbur and Augheimer flew back up. The Tornado God cast a spell to bring about a fierce gust of wind filled with countless razor-sh
The next second, Wilbur's Magic Dragon Blade made a gash in the air. The two men then wove through the gash, making their way to the lower dimensions from the upper dimensions and returning to Earth. The gash closed itself up, and a powerful wave of black miasma surged into the oceans from the heavens. It cleared up within a few minutes, and Earth was turned into a dark space. Several big fissures appeared in the heavens as the evil gods descended on Earth. The Blood God, the God of Destruction, the Cold Lord, the Flame God, the Earth God, the Tornado God, the God of Bloodlust, and the Snake God—all eight evil gods had descended upon Earth at the same time. Wilbur summoned the broken pieces of the Light Armor from the Fire Dragon Ring. The pieces radiated a white glow as they hovered in mid-air, and Wilbur quickly used his mind to put them together before wearing the Light Armor on his body. "Hahaha!" The Blood God laughed loudly. "I guess the universe dimensions aren't all
Hailey and Kayleen ducked out of the way before the pillars of light reached them, darting up to Sade at the last second as Hailey drove her sword into him at the same time Kayleen did the same with her spear. Hailey glowered at Sade. "You're the one who's really despicable here, Sade. Say goodbye to the world forever!" "Arghhhh!" Sade's body exploded in a flash of white light, disappearing out of sight. Hailey and Kayleen both got down on one knee. "At your service, Masters." Just then, Wilbur and Augheimer looked at the two ladies at the same time. Augheimer said, "At ease. You can both go back now, your work here is done." "Yes, Master." Hailey and Kayleen disappeared the next second. Just then, a fierce wind rolled over as a pillar of white light descended from the heavens as Odysseus appeared in front of the two men. "Wilbur Penn and Augheimer. I’ve finally found you. Tell me where the dimension guardians are, and hand them over!" A gleeful Odysseus reached out t
Sade threw his head back, laughing loudly. "No one has the right to replace me, no one! I'm the real dimensional guardian, the leader of the galaxy!" Just then, two figures appeared in the sky. They were Hailey and Kayleen, two of the other dimensional guardians. Hailey was holding a long sword as she scowled at Sade below her. "You went against the rules of the universe and changed its functions, Sade. And now you've killed Wilbur Penn, the cultivator who was supposed to replace you. For that, Kayleen and I are going to kill you today." Sade smirked at those words, not looking shocked at all. "I knew you two would never let me go for killing Wilbur. But he's already dead, and I still need to maintain order in the universe as a dimensional guardian. Even though you two may hate me, you can't kill me or you'd be going against the rules of the universe too, and have to be sentenced by Mister Richardson. Trust me, you won't end up in much better of a state than I'm in." Just then
Augheimer asked out of confusion, "What? To the upper dimension? All of a sudden?" Wilbur looked flustered, he replied, "There's no time to explain. Odysseus will be here in a while, and we won't be able to escape." Sade looked at Wilbur. He told Augheimer, "He's right. Believe him. Why would your close friend lie to you?" "That's right. He's a dimensional guardian, Sade. I begged Sade to go back in time here. Hurry up and come with me, Augheimer!" "Thanks, but if we're leaving, we should at least go to Buck Town and meet Felix one last time, right?" asked Augheimer. Wilbur looked at Augheimer in the eyes, there was a sense of familiarity that welled up all of a sudden. Wilbur instantly realized Augheimer had a secret in Buck Town, and perhaps it was very important to Augheimer. He helplessly nodded and replied, "Alright, we'll go to Buck Town first." Then, the three of them came to Buck Town through a transportation array. Augheimer grabbed Wilbur and ran. He said, "Run! F
"Damn it! Your second wish was supposed to be mine!" yelled Odysseus. Odysseus once captured a dimensional guardian's servant by chance, and he used him as leverage to obtain his final two wishes. His first wish was for Sade to guide him to the most powerful power of light spell. His second wish was for Sade to lead him to the Death Scepter. Odysseus mastered the power of two types of laws, the power of light and the power of death. He quickly grasped the intricacies of the power of death due to his unique talent. Odysseus wielded the might of both supreme spells with the Death Scepter and the most powerful power of light spell. Therefore, Odysseus gained immense confidence. His capabilities far surpassed most upper dimension cultivators, but he remained in the middle dimension. His desire was to once again capture a second dimensional guardian servant. Odysseus planned to acquire the Death Cloak by obtaining the servant's wish. Ultimately, he would combine the Death Cloak, D