Successful Control, the Final Hope

"Senior, do you want me to control this Mechanism Desolate Beast and use it to slay the demon?" Mo Yu asked.

The Primeval Strong Man nodded.

Mo Yu looked troubled. Although he was an Artifact Refiner and had dabbled somewhat in Mechanism Beasts, he had never truly controlled a large-scale Mechanism Beast.

What was more, the Mechanism Desolate Beast before him was comparable to an Earth Sovereign. With his strength as a Half-step Eighth-Grade Sovereign, how could he possibly activate it?

If he forced the matter, the slightest carelessness would cause that terrifying beast intent to destroy his intellect and bite back at him.

Seeing Mo Yu's expression, the Primeval Strong Man knew what he was worried about. A thoughtful look flashed through his eyes. Then, with a point of his finger, a strand of purple-gold light shot out and entered Mo Yu's brow.

"This object can offer you some protection. However, I will not hide this from you: the beast intent of the Mechanism Desolate Beast is formidable. With your strength, you may indeed find it difficult to control. Therefore, even with the object protecting you, danger will certainly remain."

"Thus, you may choose whether or not to make a move." The Primeval Strong Man stared at Mo Yu and slowly spoke.

Swish.

The many gazes around them converged on Mo Yu. Every team tensed up, staring at him anxiously, afraid that he would back out. Otherwise, they would all be buried here.

Under those countless extremely nervous gazes, Mo Yu calmly nodded.

"Senior, please give your orders."

Mo Yu naturally understood the principle of considering the bigger picture. Therefore, when responsibility fell upon his shoulders, he would never retreat.

If not, back then on the Dou Qi Continent, he could have simply hidden behind the Child of Destiny,