Hands and Feet

Although only a small fragment of the host's genes had been parsed due to the fusion just beginning, Rowan was already certain that this was absolutely not a gene fragment of the Black Tower Race.

This was sufficient to prove that, besides the Castle owner Saide, there were other living beings inside the Castle. And in all likelihood, they had been hibernating there for a long time.

As the resolution increased, the presentation of the gene fragments became more and more complete, and this newly emerged information looked very familiar to Rowan.

"Pot Spirit Race?" Rowan frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

When the Biological Armor was originally manufactured, it was designed with high compatibility to ensure that all alien races had the opportunity to experience powerful Zerg technology, making it extremely versatile.

This meant that the activation of the Biological Armor had no requirements regarding intelligence or the like; as long as it was a living creature, it could activate it.

In fact, this was nothing; sometimes, the difference between intelligent races and beasts on the same planet was far smaller than that between intelligent races from different planets. Therefore, there were absolutely no obstacles for a beast to activate the Biological Armor.

Rowan's biggest worry before was that Saide might be fighting wits with the air, or perhaps had some other psychological barrier, and would fuse the Biological Armor with some kind of beast.

Fortunately, the Biological Armor was extremely precious, and once bound, it could not be transferred again. Therefore, even the Epoch Clan could not afford to waste it on a beast.

Because Rowan had been focusing on Cecil's affairs, and even this planet was a target of such effort precisely because of Cecil, he had been paying close attention.

During the time he spent monitoring