Giant Spirit Realm, the heart of the royal city.
Deep within this majestic city built entirely of metal stood the most towering Mechanical Temple.
Countless thick energy conduits clung to the temple's interior and exterior like blood vessels, pulsing with a heart-quailing radiance.
At that moment, beneath the dome at the very core of the temple, space blurred and twisted above the metal throne that symbolized supreme authority. A colossal shadow, several times larger than any ordinary Giant Spirit Realm native, emerged from thin air and slowly condensed into form.
It was Korg, the World Lord of the Giant Spirit Realm!
Its true body possessed the same semi-fluid characteristics as a slime, yet was far more solid, as though it had been formed from molten obsidian.
Countless fine, naturally formed patterns like circuit boards flowed across its surface.
Three pairs of compound eyes positioned in different places swept slowly across the empty temple like six cold stars.
"An unknown—enemy?"
Korg's voice echoed through the temple, calm and utterly without ripples, with not the slightest hint of pressure spilling forth.
Yet those plain words made a Giant Spirit Realm general prostrating himself below the throne feel as if an invisible mountain were crushing him down.
Though his body was covered in advanced battle armor, the general still felt his entire slime-like body nearly go limp. Fear had thrown even the energy circulation within him into chaos.
All three pairs of Korg's compound eyes focused at once, like six searchlights locking onto their target.
The invisible pressure nearly crushed the subordinate's consciousness. "Such a brutal battle has already erupted. The barrier has been torn apart, our territory invaded, and yet you tell me that you failed to obtain even a scrap of their core intelligence?"
The subordinate's body trembled violently, but he