By the Magma Sea, at the cofferdam construction site.
After the engineering team's survey, they found that the amber on the seabed was of ordinary density, but the [Thunder Messenger] sealed within probably weighed an astonishing amount.
"Is this the weight of a high-level lifeform...?"
After making a rough estimate, the chief engineer clicked his tongue and hurriedly called for the cranes to start lifting.
Several makeshift flesh-and-blood cranes roared as they shakily hoisted the amber containing the [Thunder Messenger] toward the surface.
Outside the cofferdam construction site, [Vanguard Across the Realm], [Cloud Pomelo], [Thunder King], and the others were not idle after watching the spectacle.
They spread out across the scorched rocky terrain, ruthlessly harvesting the lava creatures drawn toward the construction site by the noise.
With the growth potential of Titan Kin, even if ordinary level-fifty monsters attacked the city now, the few of them could clear them out in batches!
However, as their levels rose, the players discovered that the proportion of creatures with ordinary templates had dropped significantly.
This was because a "template" could roughly be compared to a monster's "talent." Monsters with poor talents found it difficult to reach high levels.
Yet amid this bustling scene, only [Brute Force Yields Miracles] seemed somewhat absent-minded.
He sat cross-legged alone at the edge of the churning red-and-blue Magma Sea, staring blankly at his hands.
Although the skin on his arms had healed, it was no longer its original color. Instead, it faintly gleamed with a layer of dark-red crystalline luster.
[Brute Force Yields Miracles] recalled how it had felt when he fought the level-forty lord [Living Flame: Red Fish] in close combat beneath the Magma Sea.
Extreme heat, extreme pressure, fists striking flesh...
"Something's not right..."
he muttered.
By conventional understanding, players could only grow stronger by