Boundless Realm Finally Shatters

"How has the development of your combat equipment been?" After more than thirty years apart, Pangu Brain still looked the same, shrouded head to toe in Black Mist.

Who knew what he had been doing in the war all these years.

Lu Yuan scrutinized him and found that he was neither missing an arm nor a leg.

It seemed this old fellow knew very well how to protect himself.

"The progress of every project has met expectations. You've seen the combat results as well. The war is currently deadlocked, and we've dealt effective damage to the enemy."

Compared with the previous two eras, these results were indeed quite good.

Thirty years had passed. Aside from the relatively severe damage to the Western Continent, the other continents had suffered only scattered losses. That would have been unimaginable in the Seventh and Eighth Eras.

Lu Yuan let out a soft breath. "Still, there's no way to make it any faster. Technological development takes time."

"Besides, people on your side keep causing sabotage, so delays in some engineering projects are unavoidable."

"If you do not have stronger weapons hidden away, you may suffer in the future," Pangu Brain said coldly. "God has gathered enough blood-sacrifice energy and is preparing for the next step. You must be careful. You have less than five years left at most."

Lu Yuan was slightly startled. Quite a few civilizations had indeed been destroyed, but most of them were low-level civilizations. Not many Advanced Civilizations had actually been wiped out.

The individuals of low-level civilizations had relatively low Spirit Attributes. In theory, they should not have provided much blood-sacrifice energy.

"What is its next move... sending more gods who have converted?"

Pangu Brain seemed able to guess what Lu Yuan was thinking. "Of course not. A war like