"Strongest, me? Heh." Xylos smirked proudly as though he had just been praised by Lin Mo. "I am merely the vanguard, the supreme architect of the new flesh. But the strongest? No. I cannot claim that, no matter how arrogant I am. That title belongs to Vespera. Her mind can crush this entire cavern into dust, and she weaves illusions that make reality weep. Zyrith, the fool whose fragile toys you broke earlier, is nothing but a disappointing trash who plays with intangible strings. But to deal with native insects like you? I am more than sufficient."
Lin Mo kept his expression to an unreadable mask of polite customer service, but internally, his mind was operating at maximum capacity, categorizing and storing the data.
He couldn't help but sneer inwardly. This Dreilling might appear overbearing but he had a loose tongue.
From what he had just said, it confirmed that there were three Dreillings in the Anchor at the moment.
