Chapter 1055 Dark King

• "Benjamin, you keep your duels balanced—no matter your opponent's weight or talent—for one reason only: to bury the true depth of your strength so no one can know your limits. Tell me, now—what happens when the mask is ripped away?"
• The Moon Emperor stared across the fractured plain, silver pupils as frigid as an eclipsed night. A faint curl of disdain lifted the corner of his mouth before he went on.
• "What if the two of us join forces? Do you still fancy your little fifty-fifty game?"