As the product of a quasi-Foundation of God, Lu Mouren's true strength only revealed itself after he reached the Rule-level and beyond.
Whether it was the Lamp Tree or the "Gift of Life," his Creation Ability was capable of reshaping worlds.
An existence that commanded All Spirits traits such as evolution, modification, and life fusion was inherently among the highest tier of "production-type" beings. It was only because Lu Mouren had always stood at the forefront of the battlefield that people overlooked where his real strength lay. Once production capacity was built up, an Assembly Line could mass-produce military equipment, and killing would be no more than pulling a trigger.
". . . Even the world can be deceived."
Lu PingAn had successfully deceived the world into believing that he was a native Fishman. Of course, from the inside out—even under genetic examination—the Shark Overlord was indeed a Fishman.
Becoming a Child of the World was not necessarily a good thing. Past experience had taught him that fate's gifts always had their price secretly marked. Whatever you received from the world, you would have to bear in return later. This was especially true for worlds facing apocalyptic crises—they were truly in a hurry to fatten up pigs and send them to hold the line.
But the current Lu Mouren was probably a scumbag with no burdens or sense of responsibility at all, planning to freeload and run.
He was playing big, and the stakes were growing ever bigger.
"My War Game is taking shape."
Lu PingAn sat upon a throne on the Sea Dragon's back. Black Flame blanketed the entire battlefield, and he was the unquestioned king above all kings.
The Seven Kings under his command were fighting for him with mad fervor, whether for their own territories or for