The air in the Throne Room had shifted. It no longer felt like a palace; it felt like the den of a monster.
Sunny sat on his Throne, his eyes analyzing the entity that stood before him. Beru, the God of Evolution.
The benefits of the breakthrough were immediately apparent, transcribed onto the mind of Sunny through his God's eyes
Beru stood seven feet tall, his sleek obsidian exoskeleton absorbing the ambient light of the room.
But there was something else, a layer above his body. It was a translucent film of energy, invisible to the naked eye but deafening to the Divine Sense.
It was Conceptual Armor.
It was the physical manifestation of the Law of Evolution. It whispered a simple truth to anyone who looked at it: To hurt this being, you must be more evolved than him. And he is the Apex.
Cai Zhen, the God of Cultivation, stepped forward. He looked small compared to the insectoid tyrant, but his aura was sharp as a straightsword.
