The gray mist spread, and although it did not cause a significant drop in temperature, Clyde involuntarily shivered.
At the sa ti, inside his body, a warm current rose spontaneously, the breath of life expanded, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.
"Hoo..."
Clyde exhaled a breath, mixed with fine golden arcs, the powerful force rising within him still felt sowhat unreal.
He didn’t know what was hidden in the place his teacher took him, seemingly uncovering a formidable power within his body.
It forcibly accelerated the progress that would have taken him years to 100% completion.
Moreover, his teacher had already prepared an A-Level Genetic Seed for him, making him an A-Level Life Form in one step.
This was the power only a Governor possessed.
Yet his teacher said that an A-Level Life Form rely granted the qualification to undertake the King’s Trial.
"The power to reconstruct the Universe..."
Clyde did not know what this King-making Trial truly represented.
His teacher only told him, if he could pass, he would have the power to reshape the Universe.
Not only could he solve the oppression problem of their race, but also address the issues faced by countless interstellar races, shaping a new interstellar and Universe according to his will.
And for this, he possessed the determination to sacrifice everything.
With these thoughts in mind, Clyde’s eyes grew more resolute.
anwhile, a figure gradually took shape in the gray mist, shrouded in fog, unclear to see.
"Abyss Clan..." Clyde assud a stance, a wisp of red fla rising from the surface of his skin, curious about this never-before-seen race.
"Only one? Didn’t the teacher say there were two?"
Clyde observed that until the gray mist dissipated, no second figure had ford, making him puzzled.
However, as the figure in the gray mist revealed itself, his puzzlent turned into astonishnt, "Is this the Abyss Clan!?"
Clyde’s eyes were full of disbelief, seeing the figure standing not far from him, roughly his height, perhaps slightly taller.
The appearance was indistinct, like it was pixelated, dressed in a silver-white combat uniform.
Though the face was obscured, the limbs and other features unmistakably showed it was humanoid.
"Could the Abyss Clan actually look similar to humans? This must be a mistake?" Clyde couldn’t help but glance at Florian on the battlefield’s edge.
He found his teacher was just staring straight at the battlefield, seemingly without any special reaction.
"Seems like it’s not a mistake..." Clyde muttered internally.
The current scene was entirely different from what his teacher had described.
Even the aura from the opponent didn’t seem particularly strong.
Although it was much stronger than him, it wasn’t insurmountable, especially after awakening the new power within.
On the battlefield’s edge, Florian was thoroughly baffled, "Why is it humanoid? Isn’t it the Abyss Clan?"
"How could this happen?" he wondered, staring at the giant statue before him, "There should be no mistakes, Clyde’s existence and the awakening land we visited showed that the records were correct."
"But how did the King’s Trial turn out like this, is it because no one maintained the Trial Statue?"
"Could it really be Clyde?"
In the Holy Castle, Li Ming observed the virtual scene before him, not just a simple screen, but a three-dinsional image, with Clyde standing two or three ters in front of him, every detail clearly visible.
"You know this person?" the Observer couldn’t help but be surprised.
"Yes, I didn’t expect him to have the Holy King Bloodline, no wonder that Titan Branch sought him out..." Li Ming reflected on having resolved one doubt, "What is this statue, it can trigger a King-making challenge?"
The Observer explained to him: "This is the Dominator Statue, the highest standard trial statue, ant to trigger challenges, although the energy it consus must be self-supplied."
"I didn’t expect the Holy Revolution Army to have such things, truly formidable." Li Ming muttered.
These interstellar powers, each is not simple, who knows how many hidden cards they hold.
As he watched the screen, he sensed sothing amiss, surprised, "Clyde has beco an A-Level Life Form?"
"War General Level is the minimum standard, below this level, it’s impossible to trigger the King’s Trial." the Observer stated matter-of-factly.
"But the last ti I saw him, he was still a B Level Life Form, so quickly, I don’t know where Florian took him, and in just a few months elevated to an A-Level Life Form."
Li Ming noticed the change in Clyde’s pupils, unsure whether it was due to the Genetic Seed or another factor.
"The boy seems to underestimate my projection." Li Ming watched as Clyde’s focus turned sowhat distracted, significantly relaxed.
"Regardless of any special ability, your projection itself isn’t strong, it’s just that the ability is powerful." the Observer remarked coldly, "The Holy King Bloodline grants him power far surpassing the sa level."
"Reckoning by the days, the grass on the Holy King’s grave would be three ters high." Li Ming shook his head, "Saying these things bears no aning."
The Observer paused.
"By the way, why is Clyde fighting my projection, while I’m still battling the Abyss Clan?" Li Ming suddenly rembered: "By rights, I should be facing the Titan Holy King."
The Observer’s face shifted, seemingly unwilling to speak, but under Li Ming’s gaze and program influence, he begrudgingly said, "Because, you are too strong..."
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