Crack!
In a single exchange, one of the giant's arms was torn straight off. Golden blood splashed out, only to swiftly turn into a rain of energy.
Creations like Giant God Soldiers were not living beings in the conventional sense.
Yet even after losing an arm, the giant was not greatly affected. In an instant, it grew another, though its overall size shrank by a fraction.
The so-called giant was merely a form shaped to suit human aesthetics. This kind of half-dimensionalized energy lifeform was, in essence, akin to a mass of energy.
Thus, after tearing off the arm, Zhao Cheng did not hesitate in the slightest. He opened his mouth and swallowed the arm whole, ferocious to the extreme.
Yet among the gigantic beasts on Earth, this kind of Combat Method was rather commonplace.
After devouring that mass of dimensional energy, Zhao Cheng's body grew even larger, while the power within him continued to rise.
The battle that followed directly turned into Zhao Cheng feeding one-sidedly. The golden giant, which had seemed almost invincible upon entering the stage, had now become an ingredient. Such a reversal was simply unbelievable.
Until, in the end, the few people protected by the golden giant also fell into Zhao Cheng's grasp.
But Zhao Cheng still had a cleanliness obsession and held no interest in people. So he merely clenched his hand and crushed them all at once.
Though he did not really know who those people were, anyone worthy of the golden giant's protection was certainly an important figure of the Empire.
But no matter who they were, it made no difference to Zhao Cheng. Everyone was an enemy.
The personnel left behind at the lunar observation base were on the verge of going mad.
That rat had actually crushed the Empire's imperial