"Friends, I have become an Acquired Mythical!" Lu Yuan's words spread outward like ripples across water.
He was imposing, a hundred meters tall, standing atop Ancient Insect's lofty back with heroic bearing and an indescribable elegance.
Ancient Insect felt inexplicably jealous. Normally, it was the center of everyone's attention, but now it was like a mere supporting actor. It hurriedly urged him without ceremony, "Junior, get down already."
You're only an Acquired Mythical. I could suppress you with one hand. What are you so proud of?
Lu Yuan could not be bothered to explain. He leaped down like a small hill crashing into the desert. With a boom, he kicked up a cloud of yellow sand.
A large group of Civilization Leaders hurried over in hovering cars.
Before this mountain-sized giant, those vehicles looked like tiny ants by the roadside—even though they had prepared themselves mentally, they still found the sight utterly surreal. Half a month ago, Lu Yuan had been 1.8 meters tall, with an ordinary human build.
Half a month later, he was a hundred meters tall and weighed over ten thousand tons!
He had truly become an Acquired Mythical!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, pondering what this scene represented.
The craftsmen were doing relatively well. Their amazement carried a trace of pride—this was the decisive battle that would further prove the craftsmen's lofty status! From this moment onward, those spirit-core robots could no longer replace intelligent life. The reason was simple: robots could not possess Bloodline Power.
"Were his pants generated with Bloodline Power too?"
Amid his shock, one Civilization Leader actually asked such a foolish question.
These politicians, renowned for their shrewd competence, could not help losing their composure when faced with historical-scale interests.
They racked their brains, trying to ask more valuable