The Evil Ghost gradually dissipated, speaking coldly: "Also, evidence and such, are meaningless."

Boom~

In the void, a divine magic recording was instantly shattered.

"The real game..... has begun...."

The Evil Ghost’s final head also disappeared into nothingness within the divine power of the sun.

"Mr. Helie, new Honorary Legislator of the Star Federation, here to assist!"

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[You have crafted Mythical Armor ×5, experience value +2,500,000, attribute points +10, skill points +17, extra experience value +2,500,000.]

Baiyi let out a long breath.

Looking at the five golden belts, a slight smile appeared on his face.

The crafting is getting faster and faster, one and a half months....

Leaving the laboratory, Diane had already left, the frolicking Giant Dragon sensed something, and with a swoosh, hid behind Luoning, its claws clutching her skirt, cautiously watching Baiyi.

Annie could never forget the aura of Divine Abomination and Silkworm Life, Baiyi’s current shadow over her was enormous.

Baiyi ignored her, greeted Luoning, and then left the City Lord’s Mansion, heading to the Apocalypse Army camp.

This time, the top ten in battle merits had all returned.

And to still be in the top ten in battle merits in Apocalypse, one must have real skills. What Baiyi needed to do was secure a fixed spot for the first place, and then choose suitable ones among the top ten to bear the Mythical Armor.

Of course, if the first place harbored hatred for him, then even being the first in battle merits would not entitle them to the Mythical Armor.

After all, Baiyi had no intention of cultivating thankless wolves.

As for reasonable explanations... the phrase ’conflicting talents’ comes out, and no one in this world can refute it because only he can make the Mythical Armor.

Upon reaching the Apocalypse Legion, the first in battle merits was a middle-aged Great Swordsman, a member of the Human Race.

His eyes were very murky, as if devoid of self, like a walking corpse, but the murderous aura he exuded made even Baiyi take notice.

When he saw Baiyi now, a glimmer appeared in his eyes, and he bowed in a hoarse voice: "Greetings, City Lord Baiyi."

Baiyi paused..... Potential: B... Silver Middle Tier.

Scanning, with spiritual power detection....

Baiyi remained silent, directly tossing him a Mythical Armor.

This person.. relied entirely on willpower for cultivation, his body covered in scars and those acquired through training.

He could only be described as a nearly hopeless warrior.

He had no particular talent, but the desperate effort and perseverance his body spoke of convinced Baiyi that he would not betray the armor.

Baiyi’s gaze swept over, and a smile appeared on his face, many similar to the first in battle merits... quite a few.

Xia never seemed to lack people willing to give their all...

Three S-level potentials.

The first, seventh, with B, A potential.

The five Mythical Armor quickly found their owners.

"Wait here for three days, then after three days find your Legion Commander."

"Yes!" ×5

Excitement, anticipation, joy, disappointment, resentment, anger...

Various emotions swirled among these ten people, Baiyi observed for a moment, calmly saying, "The remaining five, those with battle merits ranked 6th, 2nd, 8th still have a chance, those ranked 10th, 3rd can attempt a breakthrough on their own."

He said then turned and walked out.

"Why!"

Suddenly, a suppressed voice rang out.

Baiyi did not stop, continuing forward.

"Why! I was second..."

The youth shouted hysterically: "My potential is also the highest, why? I refuse to accept this!"

He seemed to want to rush forward, but a hand encased in golden armor rested on his shoulder, leaving him struggling futilely.

All attributes at four hundred meant a complete crush for Silver rank.

Spatial fluctuations flickered around Baiyi as he instantly left the place.

He had no need to explain; the weak only have the right to obey, not the right to demand.

No hatred or malice could hide in front of him.

It was meaningless.

Rebellion, spreading rumors, none of it mattered; if he had to manage even those small affairs, what was the point of being the City Lord?

As for whether they resented him due to reforms or something else, it didn’t matter, Baiyi didn’t care.

Back at the City Lord’s Mansion.

There were now eight Mythical Warriors.

The original purpose was to protect the Star Sea Battleship, an indispensable part of it.

And the Floating City...

Everything else was manageable, but for an Alchemy Grandmaster, the only lacking part was... the energy core!

The energy core of Celestial City required immense energy as support.

Otherwise, it could not lift the current massive city, 150 kilometers in diameter, into the air.

And this energy core could not be the one from a Star Sea Battleship, for one simple reason: such a core device required absorption of the Power of the World.

The core supplied to a moon-sized battleship was the most sophisticated part of Star Sea Battleship technology.

Even though he was now one of the Three Grandmasters.

It was still not enough; for now, he could only begin constructing the Floating City, and perhaps when Dual Sages emerged, he could craft such core technology.

However...

Baiyi pondered, looking towards the Demon Realm Dimension.

The Demon Realm Dimension was still undergoing transformation, and even if the time flow had been sped up 1,200 times over 3,000 years, it still required nearly three years.

But Baiyi wasn’t looking at the time flow, but at that heart which was sealed yet incessantly beating.

Because Baiyi placed it within the Time Deceleration Zone, the Heart of the Giant had nearly no changes.

The Heart of the Giant could drive a Divine Level Giant and was currently the best energy core for Celestial City.

Once technology and modifications reached a certain point after the Sages, the Giant could likely be replicated.

But the premise is acquiring more Giant remnants; currently, the remnants are too sparse.

And when the Giant can be manufactured, much of the technology for a Star Sea Battleship could be unlocked, providing temporary energy core substitutes.

This is also resource mutual utilization.

Baiyi stepped forward, spatial ripples flickered, and he appeared beneath the City Lord’s Mansion.

Ka-ka-ka....

The sound of skeletal collisions echoed.

Baiyi felt the gaze of deep resentment, lifting his head, only to see a scarlet Soul Fire flickering in Ao Xi’s eye sockets.

It was such a thick negative emotion that it didn’t even require utilizing the Dark Side to see it.

Baiyi believed that if this Witch Demon had the power, it wouldn’t hesitate to tear him apart.

However, Baiyi paid it no heed, Ol’s resentment back then was far greater.

"Mr. Ao Xi, this place needs expansion."

Boom!

The fire in Ao Xi’s eye sockets erupted, his voice suppressing madness: "My magic power has never been abundant, don’t push it."

Baiyi casually retorted: "Mr. Ao Xi, a tenth and more of the fifty-year contract has passed, are you sure you want to end this contract that will soon bring freedom with death?"

Ao Xi paused, silent...

The Soul Fire within him wavered; the Undead had little concept of time, but now he felt each day pass like a year, experiencing the length of time for the first time.

Two thousand years passed in a flash, but during these six years, it felt like an entire epoch had elapsed.

And this time still had eight more identical epochs....

Before Ao Xi could speak, Baiyi continued: "However, your younger brother is now also approaching Golden Middle Tier, maybe he’d be very pleased with your death?"

Ao Xi: ....

That damned traitor is living so well?

An extreme imbalance filled his heart, his Soul Fire gradually shifting towards a dark red hue, but Baiyi’s next sentence showed him hope.

"However.. aside from expanding your workspace, I also have something to offer you... such as, very advanced Qi and Blood Power, though your workload might double."

Baiyi spoke while looking at Ao Xi with some disdain: "You need to increase your strength, Mr. Ao Xi."

Ao Xi: ...

His Soul Fire flickered madly, alternating between Deep Blue and Scarlet, the whole Lich felt disoriented.

Even the disdainful words carried a hint of care?

"That’s enough; go busy yourself, first prepare what the Military Equipment Bureau requires."

Baiyi took out a massive heart, its vigorous pressure and pulsating instantly capturing Ao Xi’s attention.

Witch Demons had many ways to enhance themselves, being favored children of the Undead, generally only below Necromancers in status.

After all, they were both spellcasters and Undead creatures.

Thus, soul and Qi and blood could both become resources for their growth.

Thud~

As the shield over the giant heart shattered, Ol instinctively wanted to get closer, but immediately, a fatal sense of danger assailed him, halting his steps.

"Mr. Ao Xi, what I give to you is yours to keep."

Ao Xi snapped back to his senses, giving Baiyi a complex look before turning towards the production line of skeletons.

"This is the Heart of the Giant, its Qi and Blood Power equivalent to that of a God, touch it will detonate."

"But rest assured, within a year your workshop will be filled with Qi and blood..."

The Soul Fire in Ao Xi’s eyes gradually shifted to Deep Blue, deeply eyeing Baiyi.

Beginning to summon more skeletal Undeads.