Those two energies were incredibly full, and they looked evenly matched. Fane looked at it calmly, while Gale had a smile of victory on his face.

Fane could see that he was incredibly confident. Right at that moment, the two forces of energy collided in the air. The gray energy was like an incredibly potent acid, immediately dissolving the green light.Têxt belongs to .

That green light was completely dissolved by the gray energy in a flash. Only the gray energy was left floating in the air, not weakening at all.

Everyone saw the scene, and other than the emotionless caretaker and Fane, they were all stunned. They had their eyes opened wide and their mouths gaping. Suddenly, there was complete silence.

Even Gale himself could not believe it and wondered if he was hallucinating. They rubbed their eyes to try and see things more clearly and still saw the gray energy remaining in the air.

At that moment, Gale realized he was not seeing things. Everything he saw had happened!

Gale's face was pale as his lips trembled. His eyes had, at some point, reddened. He started to breathe incredibly erratically.

He did not want to believe what he had seen and wanted to prove that everything that had happened was just an illusion. However, as he thought about it, the more terrified he got.

Gale took a deep breath, "This is all fake!"

He practically shouted that out. His eyes constantly shook, and it was obvious how hard it was for him to accept the truth. Yet, even if he could not accept it, it was the reality!

Fane raised an eyebrow, feeling amused by Gale.

He snorted and said, "It's useless even if you shout to the skies."

Fane could not be bothered to argue with him, so Fane kept quiet after saying that.

The results of the attribute gamble were clear. It had been displayed in front of everyone, leaving no room for doubThe caretaker stood up at that moment, and his cold tone made it sound like it had nothing to do with him. He was just the reader of the results.

"Fane wins. He gets four million spirit crystals and a White Phoenix Fruit," After saying that, his white, pupil-less eyes coldly looked at Gale.

The attribute had clear rules. Once the victor was determined, the one who lost needed to hand over the stakes to the other party within five minutes. Otherwise, they would be punished.

Gale's lips twitched as he started to cough intensely. He even started to cough out blood, which stained his clothes. His expression paled a lot.

Fane raised an eyebrow. He never

expected it to be so hard for Gale to accept. The attribute gamble was filled with uncertainty in the first place. Everyone who participated should already have adjusted their mentality. Even if they were unwilling, they would be able to force themselves to accept it. After all, there was always a loser and a winner.