Lieutenant General Tulwen met Gao Gong at the Walter family palace.
Above the remains of various creatures, a charred throne sat at the back of the great hall. Veins slowly writhed across the surface of the carbon throne, occasionally shedding scorched yellow crusts. From the black, broken-bone backrest came what sounded like billions of beasts gasping in agony.
One White Hole Cannon. One Planet Cannon.
The carbon throne had survived thanks to its own powerful biological properties.
By contrast, Gao Gong's mechanical body had been reduced to ashes, leaving not even a blade of grass behind.
Lieutenant General Tulwen looked toward the pale figure on the charred throne.
Gao Gong had no idea that after defeating Old Walter and the Son of Kun in succession, he had already been placed among the top ten on the Galen people's list of extreme biological threats.
Now that he had driven back the Supreme Ones—two of them, no less—Tulwen knew very well that once the battle's data was sent back to the military database, this person's ranking would soar and send him straight into the top three!
That was the "Supreme Ones" they were talking about. In the databases of all the level-three civilizations in the Robert galaxy, they were a dangerous, terrifying, cosmic-level organization.
Their sphere of activity extended far beyond the Robert galaxy.
Even level-three civilizations possessed formidable civilizational power, but they had always kept their distance from such an existence.
At least, so long as their own civilization's development was not threatened, they would not make enemies of them.
But now, members of this cosmic organization had been driven back by the person before him.
Whether he had relied on favorable terrain or used weapons left behind for him by the Mechanical Overlord, a retreat was still a retreat. That