109: Double Mythic Cores in hand! This wave of bloody profits will make you reach the end of the universe!

The LV50 Mythical Beast, its mountain-like body, was high in the sky.

Amidst a dead silence, it disintegrated with a roar.

There was no flesh and blood flying.

It transformed into billions of points of brilliant golden light dust.

Scattering and drifting under the dark red sky that had just experienced a doomsday catastrophe.

The scene was magnificent yet cruel.

Like the grand and tragic curtain call of a myth.

High in the sky, the thunder dragon mecha floated quietly.

The brilliant golden light membrane on its surface quickly faded, flowing back into the deep sea, into the silent battleship.

An indescribable sense of weakness instantly swept through Gu Zhixia's entire body.

Both mental and physical strength were overdrawn.

She controlled the mecha, swaying slightly in the air, barely managing to stabilize herself.

Her chest heaved violently, and the hair on her forehead was already soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her smooth forehead.

But her phoenix eyes, which always carried a cool and proud air, were astonishingly bright at this moment.

She looked at the golden light dust that was slowly dissipating.

Looking at the myth she had personally obliterated.

A thrill and satisfaction originating from the depths of her soul made her almost want to let out a long howl.

"Finished?"

Lin Mo's calm voice came through the communication channel, as if the world-destroying scene just now was merely an entertaining fireworks display after a meal.

"Yes, finished."

Gu Zhixia's voice carried a hint of imperceptible hoarseness and fatigue, but more than that, it was a sense of relief after shedding a heavy burden.

"Not even a speck of bone dust left."

She made a rare joke.

"Much more environmentally friendly than your last one."

Lin Mo did not respond.

The Natural Selection's massive hull, like a silent black leviathan, slowly broke out of the magma-churning seawater below.

Finally, it hovered beside her.

Behind the Bridge's porthole, Gu Nianqiu's tear-stained face was pressed tightly against the glass.

Seeing the thunder dragon mecha safe and sound, the Little Girl first froze, then erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

She waved her small fists vigorously, shouting incoherently, "Sister is so amazing!"

Gu Zhixia looked at her sister's silly appearance, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, forming a gentle arc that even she herself had not noticed.

Just then.

In the center where the golden light dust dissipated, a ball of light condensed.

A rainbow-colored light sphere, even larger and more brilliant than when the Abyssal Throat Ripper was killed, slowly formed.

It floated quietly in mid-air, emitting soft yet powerful energy fluctuations, waiting for the victor to claim it.

"Spoils of war."

Lin Mo's voice sounded again.

"Your mecha is quite damaged. Go back to the shipyard for emergency repairs first; I'll go get it."

"No need."

Gu Zhixia refused.

She controlled the thunder dragon mecha, slowly flying towards the huge light sphere.

This was the territory she had personally conquered.

She wanted to personally claim this glory.

This was a small, unyielding pride belonging to a top ace.

Lin Mo saw through her thoughts and did not insist further.

The hand of the thunder dragon mecha gently touched the rainbow-colored light sphere.

The light sphere instantly transformed into countless streams of light, pouring into the mecha's storage space.

"Congratulations, you have successfully killed the LV50 Mythical World BOSS 'Crystal Prison Burst-Neck Dragon'."

"Your team reputation has significantly increased!"

"You have obtained 'Heart of Flame' (Mythical)."

"You have obtained 'dragon heart' (Mythical)."

"You have obtained 'Primordial Dragon Crystal' (Orange)."

"You have obtained 'Crystallized Dragon Eye' (Legendary Gem) * 2."

"You have obtained 'Mythical Material Treasure Chest' * 1."

"You have obtained a large amount of rare materials!"

A series of system prompts simultaneously flooded the screens before both of them.

Looking at the names of the two "cores" glowing with mythical brilliance, even with Gu Zhixia's composure, her breathing couldn't help but falter.

Heart of Flame.

dragon heart.

Adding the previous heart of the world tree and heart of the ocean.

The four great cores were complete!

The Natural Selection was about to undergo a complete, mythical transformation!

Gu Zhixia suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, controlling the almost falling apart thunder dragon mecha, and slowly descended into the Natural Selection's shipborne factory dock.

The moment she stepped out of the cockpit, her legs went soft, and her body uncontrollably tilted forward.

A strong arm reached out from the side in time, steadily supporting her waist.

It was Lin Mo.

He had been waiting there, she didn't know when.

"Showing off."

He uttered two words concisely, his tone flat, making it impossible to tell if it was blame or something else.

Gu Zhixia's cheeks flushed slightly, and she subconsciously tried to break free.

But she found herself weak all over, unable to exert any strength.

She could clearly feel the solid strength and warm body temperature emanating from his arm.

And the reassuring scent on him, a mixture of faint gunpowder and sea breeze.

"I..."

She opened her mouth, wanting to retort, but didn't know what to say.

"Brother Mo! Sister!"

Gu Nianqiu rushed over like a small whirlwind, hugging Gu Zhixia's other arm, rubbing her small head affectionately against it, her eyes welling up with tears.

"You scared me to death! That volcanic explosion just now, I thought... boo hoo hoo... Sister, it's really great that you're okay!"

The Little Girl's tears and snot unceremoniously smeared all over Gu Zhixia's expensive combat suit.

Gu Zhixia looked at her sister's tear-streaked face, and her heart softened. All her fatigue and that inexplicable hint of emotion transformed into helpless doting.

She raised her movable hand and ruffled Gu Nianqiu's hair.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? Aren't I perfectly fine?"

Lin Mo released his hand, looking at the scene of sisterly affection before him, and did not disturb them.

He turned, his gaze directed towards the center of the factory.

There, a steel behemoth—Fafnir—lay quietly.

That last strike had almost drained all of Fafnir's energy.

But at this moment, in the golden eyes of the behemoth, Lin Mo "saw" an unprecedented longing.

A longing for power.

A longing for evolution.

He spread his hand.

A translucent, rhomboid crystal, with what looked like magma slowly flowing within, lay quietly in his palm.

"Primordial Dragon Crystal (Orange)."

"Type: Fafnir Exclusive Advancement Material."

"Effect: Contains the most primordial power of dragon Life. Collect three to allow Fafnir to break free from the shackles of common iron and advance to its ultimate form."

This was the third one.

And also, the last one.

Lin Mo's gaze became deeper than ever before.

The end of a great battle often heralded the beginning of another storm.

And they had to, before this storm arrived.

Firmly grasp all power in their own hands.