The surrounded man took out a pen, then strolled toward them.
He had clearly cast no spell at all.
Yet that pressure was like scorching sunlight piercing through a cold steel shell, searing the core directly and making every component feel as though it were surrounded by invisible flames.
Though formless, that sensation was fiercer than any physical attack, unbearable for people—or rather, for machines.
"...The God of Harmony really favors you. He actually bestowed a second boon upon you on the spot."
The towering Mechanical Giant God took several large steps back with a gait resembling Michael Jackson moonwalking.
Shielding its many kind with its body, it slowly spoke in an icy voice.
"But don't forget that I, too, bear the blessings of the God of Harmony's special favor."
As long as he did not check, he could assume that he possessed a Harmony Boon equal to that of the enemy before him.
This was A Zhan Fa.
Before its words had even faded, almost at the same instant, the space ring on the mechanical beast's finger began shaking wildly.
All sorts of biochemical drugs, stacks of cash, company emblems, magicians' magic imprints, spiritual foundation cores, Originium fragments... all kinds of bizarre items were shaken out.
There was everything one could imagine, a dazzling array of things, except for the two crucial books, like an elaborate party missing its most important guests.
Motorheads: "..."
The entire scene instantly fell into dead silence, as though even the air had frozen and every breath could be heard clearly.
At last, an undershirt carrying the aura of three boons slowly fell to the ground. It seemed to possess a will of its own as it gently bowed to Russell.
"My lord."
A voice sounded in the silence, carrying an indescribable depth of