Like the corruption of power.
Even if only once, for a single instant, after experiencing the feeling of holding all things in the world at one's mercy, with every phenomenon of heaven and earth under one's control, no one could forget such a marvelous sensation.
It was even more solid and lofty than the so-called power of the Human World, as though one stood above the Sky Dome, scattering boundless divine radiance.
That was what Dongjun was.
Even just a few minutes of over-limit operation had already pushed Huai Shi to the brink of utter exhaustion.
His soul had nearly dried up beneath the torment of divinity, while his consciousness gradually slowed under the terrifying pressure.
Such was the weight of a divine artifact.
Yet seeing that Huai Shi could still react, the Grandmaster seemed even more astonished than he was. Studying those cheerful eyes, he could not help but laugh.
"Ha, doesn't he still look lively enough?"
This degree of overexertion was nothing more than routine for him.
There was absolutely nothing to worry about.
Just like that, his fingers casually swept across the various readings on the screen, readings that had long been on the verge of losing control or had already malfunctioned completely, erasing those trivial concerns.
"All departments, coordinate and prepare. Connection commencing—"
The Grandmaster made his judgment. "Huai Shi is unharmed. Assembly team, speed up, speed up! Everyone, the mission lies ahead!"
Resounding responses and excited shouts rose from the channel.
Through the heavy protective armor, their words could not be heard. Only the rushing technicians raised their arms and clenched their fists in exhilaration. Amid the shrill alarms, gigantic mechanical arms rose from the underground vaults. Massive structures moved into operation, enclosing Osiris within.
The sounds of welding arcs and sparks continued without end.