On the Iron Giant Snake, Gongshu Ming lay there limply, his mechanical hands already shattered.
Old Man Zhang tremblingly pressed a finger to Gongshu Ming’s philtrum and let out a breath. "Good, he’s still alive... Otherwise, this old bag of bones of mine would die of guilt."
The moment that Godhood erupted, Gongshu Ming had used all the Iron Giant Serpents to barely protect everyone, even sacrificing the one that concealed his own true body.
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