This was not Meng Chao's wishful thinking.
It was a conclusion he had reasonably inferred from fragments of memories from his previous life.
One had to know that at the most critical point of the Another World War in his previous life, the Chaos Faction had been on the verge of utter defeat.
Yet Original Mother's "Spirit Magnetic Material Army" had still failed to break out from underground.
The one commanding the Chaos Faction had still been Kanus, the Doomsday Demon Wolf, rather than Original Mother herself.
This showed that Original Mother still needed a long time and far more resources to complete her own evolution and the conditioning of the Spirit Magnetic Material Army.
Before then, there could not possibly be too many powerful puppets she could directly control.
"Then let's gamble on just how big your appetite really is. If you swallow the Lion King, the Tiger King, and the Wolf King in one bite, will your belly burst wide open?"
Meng Chao's eyes gleamed as he muttered to himself.
At that moment, the fierce battle in the Hope's bottom-level chamber instantly reached a boiling point.
The Lion King continuously unleashed roars powerful enough to topple city walls, shatter giant boulders, and break apart the nanometal composing the Spirit Magnetic Materials.
From the Tiger King's Raging Blade, countless streams of killing intent left behind by Tiger Clan ancestral spirits erupted, condensing into visible fangs and claws that repeatedly tore the Slaughter Statue—stunned and rigid from the Lion King's roars—to pieces.
Though the Lion-Tiger Duo had still been sworn enemies beneath Scarlet Peak, locked in a struggle to the death—
Here in the depths of the temple, faced with a mysterious and powerful opponent, the two of them had coincidentally awakened the near-instinctive tacit understanding forged deep within their