So, are you...
"The Cyclops?"
Li Zheng blurted out, feeling the hairs on his back stand on end.
Back when he first tackled this quest, the final Boss he encountered was a large mechanical entity resembling a Cyclops.
If it weren't for Zhan Zhouzhou's exceptional skills holding it off single-handedly, allowing him to find its weak point for a critical strike.
They wouldn't know how many of their first-time team would have died in that battle.
"To be precise, I am the consciousness amalgamation of all the Ancient Races; we are inseparable," an electronic voice sounded as the mechanically transformed Sword Mantis leaped down from the foot of an Ancient Giant Statue, and its razor-sharp wings unfolded like blades behind it, slowly landing in front of Li Zheng.
The compound eyes, assembled from numerous image devices, locked onto Li Zheng without warmth; yet, eerily enough, Li Zheng felt a fluctuation of emotions in its gaze.
Arrogance, anger, jealousy...
