"Xie Zhu, your Mechanical God Race actually managed to create something that can fuse bodies!"
The Qilin looked at the situation on the field, his tone filled with disbelief.
Clearly, even he had not expected the metallic film wrapping around the three players to possess the ability to fuse bodies.
"So what if we did? What, worried about that human player?"
"Don't worry. He's definitely dead this time!"
Xie Zhu immediately replied.
As the Qilin listened to Xie Zhu's response, he frowned, sensing that something was off.
Although Xie Zhu's words were still as hostile toward Lin Zhiluo as ever, his tone lacked the excitement one should have upon learning that Lin Zhiluo was about to die.
That could not possibly be Xie Zhu's normal reaction, unless...
"Heh, keep bluffing. You definitely haven't officially developed it yet!"
"Achilles and the others may look like they successfully fused, but there must be unimaginable side effects."
"Let me think..."
"Even causing the human race to lose one top genius isn't enough to make you happy. Then the only thing that could offset that is your side losing top geniuses!"
The Qilin swiftly reached his conclusion, then recalled the fusion concept that the Mechanical God Race had once mentioned on some occasion.
"I understand now!"
"The side effect of this forced fusion is either that Achilles and the others will lose their Mythical Grade talents as a fusion body, or that they'll die once the fusion ends!"
"Achilles, Zuomenwu, and the Jotun Giant aren't like Yuan Chenxi—beings who, for certain reasons, are already unable to improve any further."
"In that case, the three divine races will each lose a quasi-Mythical Grade existence. That price... tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Faced with the Qilin's analysis, Xie Zhu did not refute him for once.
Of course, there