Reborn with Infinity Skill Points, I Enslaved All Universes-Chapter 109 --Another Loss

In the end, Sarko agreed to Daniel’s proposal, patting his chest confidently as he made his promise:

"My friend, if you can bring him into my Kingdom, I have a seventy percent chance of slaying him here."

"And once it’s done, how about we split the spoils evenly?"

"No problem," Daniel replied with a calm expression, though inwardly he was thrilled.

Perfect.

Without even having to lift a finger, he could complete the third phase of his Star Upgrade Quest and still receive half of the resources. It was practically a free windfall—as close to a total freebie as one could get.

So how exactly did Daniel plan to accomplish this?

The answer was surprisingly simple. Back when he’d hunted down that World Rank boss, he had obtained a utility item called [Shackles of the Prisoner].

This wasn’t exactly a rare or powerful item in the traditional sense, but it had one extremely practical effect: once an enemy was successfully bound by it, they could be temporarily stored in Daniel’s inventory space for a duration of 10 seconds.

And Daniel’s plan?

He intended to exploit that ten-second window, using [Flashback] to return directly to Sarko’s Kingdom while carrying the captive target inside his backpack.

Previously, Daniel hadn’t paid much attention to the item’s true potential. But this Abyss King assassination mission had completely reframed its value in his mind.

Think about it—under the effect of [Flashback], he could appear anywhere in the world. Even the most dangerous regions were within reach. If he could use [Shackles of the Prisoner] to transport an enemy into such a hazardous location...

Then why not let the environment finish the job for him?

Of course, this idea was still mostly theoretical. Many of the bosses Daniel had fought in the past had buffs like [Control Immunity], which would render the shackles useless.

Still, despite the limitations, the item remained incredibly valuable to Daniel.

And then he had another thought.

What if the person being bound... wasn’t an enemy?

Could it be that [Shackles of the Prisoner], in combination with [Flashback], allowed him to carry people along with him? Would that not be an indirect buff to [Flashback], turning it into a group teleport skill?

The more he thought about it, the more excited Daniel became.

But just then, he noticed Sarko looking hesitant, as if he had something on his mind. Daniel turned to him and asked,

"My friend, is there something you want to say?"

Sarko was briefly startled but then nodded and responded,

"Actually, my friend... ever since our last wager, I’ve realized that nothing in this world is quite as thrilling as gambling with you."

"So, I have a request—if possible, I’d like to have another bet with you. This time, let’s use our upcoming spoils as the stakes. Whoever wins gets the larger share!"

Daniel gave him a calm smile and agreed.

"Sure. Let’s do an 80/20 split. A 90/10 split would be too much—I don’t want to bully you."

With that, he summoned a Betting Contract and had it materialize before them.

...

A few minutes later.

Sarko wore a hollow expression, filled with disbelief and a hint of existential crisis.

He had lost.

Again.

He had never imagined that he’d lose to Daniel once more.

This human—this terrifying man—his gambling prowess was downright monstrous.

Even now, Sarko still didn’t understand how Daniel had done it.

In this moment, a small trace of regret flickered in Sarko’s heart.

If I’d known I was doomed to lose, why would I have proposed the wager at all?

It could have been a straightforward even split. But now? It had become 80 to 20.

And worst of all? He had been the one to suggest the bet.

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

He had even stacked his odds by layering himself with every skill and buff he had. By all logic, his win rate should’ve been at least 90%, maybe even near 100%.

And yet... he still lost.

Still, Sarko was a true gambler. Even in defeat, he refused to learn his lesson.

In fact, losing only fueled his desire to win the next time. That was the nature of gambling addiction—no matter how many chances fate gave you to stop, a gambler always believed:

"Next time, I’ll win."

Meanwhile, Daniel had already begun preparing for the real operation.

He decided to use Sarko’s Anygate for the mission.

The reason was simple—the distance between the Abyss Kingdoms was enormous. Even with Daniel’s speed, it would take over a hundred continuous days of flight to travel from one kingdom to another.

In truth, the Abyss was far larger than most people imagined. Even the Abyssal creatures themselves didn’t fully understand how vast their world was.

When Daniel arrived beside Sarko’s Anygate, he noticed a symbol etched into the surface—an emblem in the shape of a double-sided coin.

Seeing Daniel’s interest in the emblem, Sarko chuckled and explained,

"That’s the emblem of the God of Luck and Fortune. Have you heard of them, my friend?"

Daniel nodded. Of course I have. Who wouldn’t?

The emblem of the Goddess of Luck—a coin with two identical sides—was something he’d studied extensively during his academy days.

According to human tradition, there were nine true gods in existence, and the Goddess of Luck was one of them. Her emblem, the double-faced coin, symbolized her dominion over fate, chance, and wealth.

What surprised Daniel, however, was that there were actually worshippers of the Goddess of Luck within the Abyss.

Then again, it made sense.

Someone like Sarko—a dyed-in-the-wool gambler—would naturally be drawn to the idea of divine luck.

Just as Daniel prepared to enter the Anygate, Sarko began to grow increasingly uneasy.

"My friend... are you really going like this?"

"Don’t you think you should make a few more preparations first?"

From Sarko’s point of view, Daniel was about to teleport straight into another King of the Abyss’s Kingdom.

Inside their own territory, a King’s power would be greatly amplified. Even a strong human like Daniel might struggle against such an empowered opponent.

Sarko trusted Daniel’s strength, but even so, he couldn’t help but feel nervous.

If it had been anyone else, he would’ve assumed they’d lost their mind.

At that moment, Daniel suddenly turned and asked,

"Oh, that reminds me—who’s our target again? You haven’t told me yet."

Sarko’s mouth twitched slightly at the question.

Seriously? You’re asking this now?

Are you really this confident in your abilities, or just recklessly impatient?

The plan was, by all accounts, hastily put together—no detailed scouting, no trap placements, no coordination. It was the kind of operation that screamed "overconfident suicide."

And yet... Sarko felt that perhaps he was still underestimating Daniel.

After a brief moment of thought, he finally answered:

"I think... it should be Karsas. I have a natural advantage over him."