......
And at the sa ti.
In a private viewing room within the virtual space.
Liko had already started crying softly, muttering various incoherent words under her breath, with a strangely recognizable Tianfu accent if one listened closely.
Beside her, Lisa excitedly hugged Dragon Bubble, who had returned to its usual expression of disinterest after the match ended, with its nine fluffy big tails wagging excitedly behind it: "So cool!!"
Even Chelina, who was always calm, had a rare bright gleam in her orange-red eyes, and a rare curve graced her lips.
After the cheering subsided, Vishdair looked at Remyu’s smug face and slapped the virtual tea table, ford of data before him, with so displeasure, letting the virtual fruit platter and drinks turn into countless light particles:
"Remyu!"
"That iron frawork has my contribution too! That cannon was fashioned inch by inch from my gun!"
Chelina spoke softly: "But... indeed, it was a beautiful victory."
Not only Vishdair, the two of them provided support to Lin Guang in the recent battle and contributed significantly to the construction of the Angry Iron Plate.
The victory of the Angry Iron Plate, not to ntion Remyu, was also a shared success with them.
At this mont, almost the entire Coastal City was imrsed in a sea of excitent!
However.
While all the spectators were still caught up in the shock of this stunning reversal...
Soone raised a critical question that everyone had overlooked.
[Wait, since the Angry Iron Plate is already alive, how is the champion’s reward determined?]
[Yeah, isn’t the champion’s reward supposed to be the "system" transforming the winning machine into a real chanical spirit beast?]
[Can it co to life again?]
Everyone beca curious.
However, another wave of comnts soon erged.
[You fools, do you really think the system is so inflexible program?]
[Exactly, that’s an eighth-tier Holy Beast, a true deity of Great Xia, how could it be so inflexible?]
[Hasn’t it always been said that the chanical Spirit Cup is organized by the system? This ti it was so thrilling, surely the system enjoyed it too? I doubt the rewards will be lacking.]
There was not much ti for further discussion.
Shortly after the fog of Guixu cleared, the first thousandth layer of the Sky Arena suddenly lit up the sky over the entire lost continent.
It wasn’t sunlight.
Amidst the endless, gentle yet majestic white radiance.
A presence, like the root of the world, filled with [Rule], descended upon this space.
In full view of everyone.
This light gradually converged into a dazzling pillar, enveloping the dark golden steel body standing in mid-air.
It was extrely bright, yet without the slightest harshness, like the gentlest moonlight pouring down.
Amidst innurable particles of light carrying indiscernible data flows, like an endless river falling from the sky, infusing into this machine.
Even in cyberspace, it seed one could feel the gentle yet incredibly intense aura within this pillar of light that defied logic.
It was as if a deity was crowning this machine.
Or as if nurturing a newborn with milk just brought into the world.
This scene filled countless people with excitent.
Almost all of the Great Xia Spirit Masters who had graduated from university, even if they had never seen the actual scene, could surmise from the current atmosphere what this truly was.
Even the few federal demigods showed undeniable envy and jealousy.
Even Jing Ning, Qiu Yuan, and Doff Yazler, these three Seven-Star powerhouses, were also intently watching this spectacle.
It was a Holy Beast Blessing.
Also a favor from the system.
—True Intent Body, Holy Beast Blessing, both are gifts left by high-tier powers for junior talents they favor.
Even for a giant and deity like Li Jiatu, the system, this involves consumption.
Yet now, the system so generously bestowed it upon this machine.
And it was a blessing personally delivered by an eighth-tier Holy Beast of the chanical attribute.
The value of this gift surpasses that so-called "Enlightennt"!
......
In a space of pure white.
Here, it appeared isolated from the world, boundless in all directions, with nothing but pure white in every direction — no point of reference.
As if the entire world was just Lin Guang, Zumama, and the Angry Iron Plate that had just undergone a brutal battle.
At this very mont, sitting in the cockpit, Lin Guang and Zumama felt slightly bewildered.
The two hadn’t had the chance to savor the joy of victory yet, nor could they process the indescribable, extrely complex wave of information that washed over when the core of the Angry Iron Plate underwent its miraculous transformation, when suddenly their surroundings began to change.
Even this chanical giant that had gained life was slightly turning and looking around confusedly.
Where is this...?
A spiritual space?
Just then.
A lively electronic girl’s voice suddenly rang from the front of the machine.
"Harlow!"
Lin Guang blinked.
At so point, within his sight, a palm-sized pink orb, fluttering its tiny stabilizing wings, was floating on the ground in front of the Angry Iron Plate.
—It was the pink Harlow they first encountered upon arriving in Coastal City.
As Zumama followed the sound, her body suddenly stiffened.
For at that mont, in her deep blue eyes, hovering there wasn’t so small pink orb, but a half-ter-wide, small boxy cleaning cart she was very familiar with.
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