Seeing the Demon Emperor's gesture, the robot also extended his hand. "Hello, lucky one."
The Demon Emperor watched him nervously. In Chaos, in the Primordial World, all machines had their limits. In the face of magical power, their capabilities could not come into play at all.
Even the strongest puppets, the strongest mechanical puppets, could barely reach the realm of an Immortal.
But the world before him was different.
This world had no laws governing magical power. Only the most fundamental law of strength applied here.
Demon Emperor Daochen was unsure whether his body could pose any threat to this robot.
"Why did you capture us and bring us here?"
The Demon Emperor looked at him in confusion and voiced the question troubling him.
The robot tilted his head as he looked at the Demon Emperor. "Why ask a question like that? Shouldn't you be thanking me? After all, I saved you. Without me, you carbon-based life-forms would have eventually died of dehydration."
Demon Emperor Daochen froze for a moment.
Thinking back carefully, they had been searching for those stones engraved with writing.
But Nüwa had sensed danger, and they had remained on guard against it.
Yet before the danger arrived, they had already fallen into this place.
He said he had saved their lives. Could that mean...?
While the Demon Emperor was puzzling over this, the robot displayed an image.
At the very instant the Demon Emperor and the others fell into the space, a figure flashed past at incredible speed.
The moment they fell, that fellow appeared, a long blade in his hand, and nearly severed their heads.
Demon Emperor Daochen was astonished. His attention had been focused entirely on what lay below at the time.
He had not noticed any trace of movement in the darkness.
His