"What does this mean? What is the Golden Bronze Civilization trying to tell me? Could this be the flesh of ancient monsters from the First Epoch? Slightly weaker than the [Ghost], but possesses wisdom?"
Lu Yuan was faintly puzzled; he mentally conjured up an enemy.
The First Epoch must have held significant secrets; since some "myths" turned into irrational [Ghosts], perhaps other myths transformed into something else.
For example, a rational [Ghost]!
That would undoubtedly be more terrifying than the [Ghost], almost impossible to defeat.
Yet the strength of this piece of flesh was far from the formidable power he imagined...
It wasn't arrogance on his part; as a battle-hardened warrior, he still possessed that level of discernment. The instrument in his hand also confirmed this.
"Hmm? Are these images engraved with engravings?"
