A hundred years may not be much in the world of Wizards, but to Jeming, these hundred years were particularly fulfilling.
Deep in the laboratory, yet another humanoid Daoist Soldier stood up from the experiment table.
Its form was more proportionate than the first-generation, with a dim silver-grey appearance, the color resulting from the mixture of several special materials.
The toughness of cold iron, the energy affinity of red copper, the agility of void silver, the heftiness of meteor steel, and refined gold as the foundation, melding the virtues of various materials into one.
Jeming stood beside the experiment table, and as he watched this newborn Daoist Soldier, he nodded with satisfaction.
