Inside the main Golden Imperial Palace.
The Witch of Fear Patra recounted her plan to Logo to overthrow the Reynolds Civilization, her beautiful eyes sparkling with eager anticipation.
Finally, Patra slowly bowed, "These are my preliminary plans. Though imperfect, if implemented, I believe they will accomplish the task Your Majesty has entrusted to us. However..."
Patra hesitated at the end of her sentence.
Logo smiled slightly, his eyes seeming to see through everything, and said, "But can't you guarantee you can perfectly integrate into the Reynolds Civilization? Are you afraid of being discovered?"
Patra's beautiful eyes lit up as she recalled Logo's deeds—a rare alchemical master in the entire Alpha Universe Cluster. She immediately knelt down, saying, "Your Majesty is wise."
"Hehe, don't worry. Since I've entrusted you with this mission, I certainly won't be completely unprepared."
As Logo spoke, he gently waved his right hand, and a beam of light flashed, landing in front of Patra.
After the light subsided, a gray-black robe was revealed. It looked unremarkable, but if one used Divine Power to perceive it, one could sense the vast array of runes inside, arranged and suspended like stars.
Logo pointed to the gray-black robe and introduced it, "This is the ' Thousand Faces Cocoon Robe,' which is considered an eight- Star God. Wearing it, you can disguise yourself as any being below the Middle God, and not only will you have all their memories, but you can even substitute their cause and effect Fate. Most True God will not be able to tell the difference."
"An eight- Star God? Isn't that Middle God Artifact?" Patra's delicate body trembled slightly, unable to believe it.
With her quick wit, she made many connections.
'If this Middle God Artifact, the "Thousand Faces Cocoon Robe," was personally crafted by His Majesty, wouldn't that mean His Majesty is already a senior alchemist? And if he were to advance further, he would be a grandmaster alchemist, surpassing most Upper God in status...'
'I've heard that His Majesty is only a few years older than me, or even younger. What an extraordinary talent that is...'
Thinking of this, Patra held her breath.
Seeing her reaction, Logo shook his head and chuckled, but he wasn't surprised.
What I take for granted is still incredibly fast in the eyes of many so-called geniuses outside.
As for the Thousand Faces Cocoon Robe, this Middle God Artifact, its effects are even better than Logo described.
There's no other reason than that when forging this artifact, Logo drew on the characteristics of two Miracle Divine Artifact, the "Steel Feather Cloak" and the "Scale of Exchange," using the body structure of the Thousand-Faced Fool Jax as the material basis and supplementing it with a Rune Array woven based on the Thousand Faces Divine Law.
As soon as the artifact was forged, it coincidentally triggered the "Power of Legend" talent, an accessory of the Fire of Birth, and was promoted from Rare to Legend.
An eight-star Legend artifact, in terms of value, is comparable to a regular Upper God Artifact.
Not to mention, the "Thousand Faces Cocoon Robe" is Rare artifact that excels at disguise and stealth, making it more valuable than ordinary offensive or defensive artifacts.
In other words, Patra lacked experience; only when she truly broadened her horizons would she understand the true value of this treasure.
Logo had painstakingly crafted this divine artifact, naturally placing immense hopes on Patra. Patra sensed this, and thus, after carefully accepting the "Thousand Faces Cocoon Robe," she solemnly bowed and pledged, "Your subordinate will go forth and vow to complete the mission to the death, living up to Your Majesty's high expectations!"
"Yes, go ahead. Remember, only if you are outstanding and powerful enough will Lancelot take notice of you. He is an unparalleled genius; looks alone are not enough to get close to him!" Logo waved his hand and said.
Patra's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, her gaze becoming even more resolute. After bowing again, she left the hall.
Watching the slender figure disappear into the distance, Logo withdrew his gaze, shook his head with a wry smile, and muttered to himself, "Lancelot, that guy, he really has a lot of romantic entanglements."
"Hmm? He came out of seclusion right after I finished speaking."
His eyes brightened slightly, and with a thought, Logo shifted his consciousness.
Inside the Hall of Heritage of the Earth Guardian.
Time flows by like a never-ending river.
Lancelot sat cross-legged, countless particles within his body pulsating violently, as if he had reached a critical threshold.
After comprehending more than 110 diagrams of the Chaos Diagram, Lancelot's understanding of the mysteries of the Matter System deepened several times over. The various Divine Body he had previously forged suddenly revealed numerous problems, and he began to patch up the loopholes.
After spending half a year, or half a day in the outside world, and consuming 50,000 Primeval Stone, Lancelot repaired all the flaws in his Divine Body, raising his life rank to the peak of the Lower God level.
But this is just the beginning.
Lancelot only used a small portion of the knowledge gained from the Chaos Diagram; there is still much room for further exploration.
Continue your spiritual practice.
This time, it's not about patching up the flaws in an existing Divine Body, but about creating a new Divine Body from scratch.
The process went smoothly, and one after another, new Divine Body were forged in the Endless Particles, displaying unparalleled divine power.
In this process of constantly creating new Divine Body and then Containment them with Endless Divine Body, Lancelot's combat power and life rank are steadily increasing.
In the blink of an eye, another four or five years passed. On this day, Lancelot finally reached his limit and began the final leap of this long training.
The Divine Body radiated light, with countless particles resembling cosmic stars, swirling and emitting brilliant divine light, exuding overwhelming divine power. If it were in the outside world, it would be enough to easily shatter a life-bearing star.
And this is only the residual power generated by the rhythm of life.
In fact, as his life rank grew stronger, Lancelot himself became a veritable walking natural disaster for weaker beings.
His very existence radiates a powerful life force.
Like the gravitational pull of Black Hole.
Unaware and unaware of its own actions, it causes immense harm to other celestial bodies or passing life forms.
If one is not careful, life forms influenced by his magnetic field will be passively transformed into his life form.
Don't think this is a good thing.
If the difference in strength between the two sides is too great.
During the evolution of life, there is a very high probability that malignant mutations will occur.
Only a lucky few, with a probability of less than one in a million, can gain positive benefits, get close to Lancelot on the life spectrum, obtain enormous advantages, and become so-called cultivation geniuses.
Especially for professionals from the Endless Pantheon, once they are affected by Lancelot's magnetic field and undergo a benign mutation, their subsequent cultivation path is almost entirely smooth, with a promising future.