"Could this thing be..."
At Phantom's reminder, Garen's expression instantly became exceedingly strange.
"Golden Lion?"
Though the thing before him had been shaved completely bald and no longer had Golden Lion's iconic mane of golden hair, Garen immediately associated it with Golden Lion when he saw its missing legs.
Back then, with the thought of making use of waste, he had traded Golden Lion's corpse for the bounty.
And Garen had never imagined that the World Government would be even more thorough than him when it came to making use of waste and recycling.
"That's right!"
Phantom's voice carried a faint hint of pride.
"Golden Lion's body was originally the world's most perfect material for a humanoid weapon."
"After Vegapunk's technological modifications, it became the most powerful special model among the Pacifistas."
"And I found it a shadow of the highest quality to serve as its soul, turning it into the strongest zombie in history and making it my trump card!"
As soon as he finished speaking, as though to prove Phantom's words,
the mechanical Zombie Golden Lion's eyes flashed red, and it called out to Phantom in the hoarse voice of the living dead.
"Master."
After Phantom implanted a shadow into this special Pacifista model, it possessed intelligence, awareness, and combat instincts no weaker than those of an ordinary human.
A fine horse deserved a fine saddle. The shadow Phantom had found for Zombie Golden Lion was clearly no ordinary one, allowing even Zombie Golden Lion's lifeless body to exude the aura of a powerhouse.
"Uh..."
Garen was momentarily speechless, unsure how to comment.
He had originally thought that creating a ghost Golden Lion was already fantastical enough. He had never expected the World Government's ideas to be so bizarre that they had forcefully created a mechanical Zombie Golden