As a red sun gradually rose beneath the Iron Curtain Firmament, the Ironblood Cage Trial Grounds entered a new day.
Green raised his head, his tri-colored eyes gazing up at the red sun.
That was not the source light, a manifestation of the world's rules. It was a gigantic luminous machine—an enormous eye, an auxiliary mechanical eye that allowed the rulers to peer more conveniently into the mouth of the bottle!
At this time, Blood Hand, Void Gate, and Mist had already buried themselves in the soil.
Led by the more survival-savvy Mist, the three covered the ground with vast amounts of weeds, hastily erased every trace of their movements, entered a state of feigned death, and arranged numerous irritating plants nearby to conceal certain scents.
After silently emerging from the ground, Green pondered for a moment and secretly left tracking marks on the three planners.
Though they were merely Level-3 lifeforms, they were still clues for Green's journey home. The Ironblood Galaxy Civilization, the Brood Civilization, and the Corruptor Civilization—only after carefully weighing the characteristics of all three civilizations would Green decide which one to choose as a partner.
With Green's power and abilities, even a civilization that controlled a world cluster could not possibly overlook such a lifeform. Moreover, with the three sides locked in a chaotic melee, an existence as powerful as Green had ample grounds to trade with any one of them, obtaining clues to his road home through missions or the provision of resources.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Just then, mechanical roars of "rumble, rumble" rose one after another from the Iron Curtain Firmament beneath the clear skies.
Green's tri-colored eyes gazed over, only to see mechanical doors opening at intervals across the Iron Curtain Firmament, like metal vortices.
Immediately afterward, aircraft combining wizardly warfare craftsmanship