To be noticed by the Wizard King—even merely having one's name mentioned—was enough to make a powerful race tremble three times over and proceed with utmost caution, terrified that one careless misstep would bring catastrophe upon them.
Under this Wizard King, countless biological groups had been exterminated!
Green merely mentioned the Saiyan race and said nothing more, leaving everything shrouded in mystery. Yet it was precisely this mystery that set imaginations running wild. As an exceptionally active and unusual race within the Wizard World Cluster, they would surely keep constant watch on every movement of the Wizard Alliance's supreme leader.
Aboard the reception airship, lights with a science-fiction sheen served as the finest decoration, lending the place a spacious, comfortable atmosphere.
At the far end of luxury and extravagance lay emptiness and simplicity, the exquisite enjoyment of space itself.
The most advanced technology of creating something from nothing used stored infinitesimals to materialize any ordinary object Green desired. This airship truly deserved to be called the highest-grade vessel in the Cosmic Great World.
Thus, Green floated within the empty hall, taking out an inconspicuous ore from the surface layer of the Demon Kun Behemoth's skin. It was the melting point of a thunderstorm. In an ordinary person's eyes, aside from its hard texture, it seemed no different from anything else. Yet it greatly interested Green, because he was observing it through the Face of Truth.
Through his research into the Demon Kun Behemoth, Green's understanding of the Power of Trajectory had grown ever deeper.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Tens of thousands of miniature space fighters, along with dozens of Void Motherships, deployed to protect the administrative airship at the center as it headed for Lakme Planet.
Lakme Planet was the construction center for the Sky City