In the Mecha Combat Center, the Invincible Little Overlord had just finished a battle.
He sat in the lounge, eyes red, breathing heavily, muscles bulging on his arms.
Clearly, he had just done an impurity cleanse not long ago, but now he was about to enter the Ancestral Stage again.
The Invincible Little Overlord felt somewhat unwilling because the Military Department stipulated that if uncontrollable Ancestral Stages occurred frequently multiple times within a month, he would be forced to rest.
And "resting" meant retirement.
Any soldier, especially one who had reached his position, would not willingly retire just like that.
The Invincible Little Overlord gritted his teeth in hatred, struggling to vent the turmoil in his heart, he suddenly stood up, seemingly carrying a bloodthirsty aura, and walked straight out.
