Wang Qi stared in utter astonishment at the pile of scrap metal before his dragon-beast avatar.
He was now completely certain that these things, which looked very much like mechanism beasts, were not truly mechanical creations at their core. They possessed "souls" beyond the ordinary.
Otherwise, Dragon's Dignity could not have taken effect so easily.
Yet it was difficult to describe the sensation of that instant.
Wang Qi activated the fundamental divine ability of his Primordial Spirit, Spirit-Dimension Vision. Yet he saw an inexplicable surge of spiritual power abruptly contract. Before he could do anything, that spiritual power had already detached itself from the "fighter."
Then, within seconds of losing that ordered spiritual power, the fighter's complex mechanisms failed to adapt to the chaotic spiritual environment. The transmission of forces within it became disordered, and it instantly collapsed on its own.
In ordinary vision, a weapon shaped somewhat like a short sword and somewhat like a spearhead flew from the "fighter's" "belly" and plunged into the ground.
"A spiritual lifeform? Something like the Fire Folk? Or perhaps an electromagnetic lifeform?"
Deeply perplexed, Wang Qi pulled up the silver blade. It had pierced straight into ground that had already turned into rock strata, so it was clearly extraordinarily sharp. Yet its entire body was hollowed out, making it relatively weak. Wang Qi lightly flicked it, and the weapon trembled without cease. Those hollow structures seemed to have been designed to produce some sort of vibration.
If it were in an atmosphere, it might produce intricate and beautiful sounds.
That was what Wang Qi thought.
His other two avatars had also discovered such weapons. However, after his destruction avatar fought the enemy, he had assumed this thing was merely a misfired artifact—the first "fighter" had indeed pretended that it had "failed to