In the depths of the Western Continent, there were gathered one hundred and sixty Dragon Level individuals.

Among them were high-ranking members from the Evil Dragon Castle, Vodka, Eden Garden, and the Jiyi Army.

The largest group among them was actually the Jiyi Army, while the other three groups only numbered thirty each, but they were all True Dragons.

They had occupied the largest naval base on land, ruling over more than four thousand pseudo-navy personnel.

The Navy's main population was in Freedom City, but there were certainly some on land, mainly used to cultivate Radiation Beast herds, making them all elites.

However, facing the strong individuals from Crime Prison Island and the Jiyi Army, they had no chance of victory.

After being forced to submit, they became slaves.

Originally, according to Jackal's plan, they were all to be killed.

After all, the Navy's Six Gods had massacred three hundred thousand members of the Jiyi Army, an ocean of blood and deep hatred.

However, the young master of Evil Dragon Castle chose to spare them, making them slaves to build his magnificent silver pyramid.

At the land base, the Navy had a large stock of nano materials and production equipment.

Among the pseudo-navy stationed there were a group of highly educated individuals, carefully cultivated Navy researchers.

The young master of Evil Dragon Castle brought forward a pile of technical blueprints, and through Jackal, had the contents directly input into their brains, forcing them to learn and build a pyramid... which was indeed a small model of the Silver Tower.

The main material, Poverty Alloy, was being continuously produced in a massive arc furnace.

"Your Highness…"

"The daily output of the arc furnace is five thousand tons… We've done our best, working day and night to construct the pyramid, but the materials are not keeping up. It's truly impossible for us to finish it the day after tomorrow."

A few naval representatives approached timidly, with one of them reporting to a young man.

The young man was grilling a Radiation Bull, enjoying a hearty meal, and smiled upon hearing this: "The output of the arc furnace can be increased much more, you are all elite naval personnel, surely you won't disappoint me, right?"

The Navy representatives saw his kind demeanor and breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "Your Highness Leon, we truly can't increase the output, the core things in the information you provided are completely incomprehensible to us. We barely managed to create a version, but it falls far short of what the original described."

"We can only increase output by building additional arc furnaces, but each one takes at least two days to make."

The young man was the Scorched Leon. He was eating the beef as he looked up and said: "Are you saying the technology I provided has problems?"

The man was startled: "No, no! How could that be? It's because we're too foolish to implement the technology you provided…"

"I'm here to ask if you could grant us more time, our people haven't rested for more than ten days, working day and night, and with our current production rate, it will still take at least another month to complete…"

Seeing him tremble, Leon smiled and patted him: "Don't be afraid, why tremble? I'm not a man-eating monster, I eat beef."

"Come, come, sit down and have some, relax."

He patted the shoulder of the Navy representative and offered him a piece of Radiation Bull leg to his mouth.

The latter sighed in relief, putting on a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, give us one more month, and we'll surely finish the pyramid."

With that, he took a bite of the beef.

Leon looked at the piece of beef leg that had been bitten and said in surprise: "You actually ate it?"

Gripping the bone, he suddenly thrust it, impaling it into the man's mouth.

The tremendous force pierced right through his skull, the bone tip emerging from the base of his skull, blood oozing out.

The man's eyes widened in disbelief, his biological field flaring out, but it was too late.

Leon's cow bone in hand was as swift as lightning, stabbing repeatedly, thoroughly smashing the head into pulp, splattering blood across his face.

The other Navy representatives charged forward in grief and indignation: "Damn it, this beast isn't leaving us a way out, let's fight him."

Leon instead leisurely sat down, pulling out a towel to wipe the blood off his face.

Several True Dragon powerhouses from the Evil Dragon Castle struck out instantly, unleashing Thunder Fury Strikes, killing all naval officers.

The Navy slaves' revolt couldn't even get close to Leon.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Leodar asked with concern.

Leon grinningly said: "Why save me? If they don't kill me, how can I ascend to godhood?"

Leodar hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the ascension is too dangerous, you're the pillar of Evil Dragon Castle now, we can't let anything happen to you."

"Your father fell because he couldn't ascend to godhood, that path isn't suitable for you, Cyber is more fitting for you."

"Didn't you say? Once the Silver Tower is completed, you can step into the fourth dimension and transform into an Angel Envoy."

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with admiration.

The same was true for the other True Dragons, feeling very emotional.

Since Caesar's death, the Evil Dragon Castle had been in turmoil. After Leon was forced to lie low for a while, he suddenly came to his senses, becoming a changed person.

Even if… he was still so unruly.

But his strength advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching Dragon Level, and even created a Demigod Mecha.

After the Dragon King Conference, he even brought out numerous technical materials, like Cold Nuclear Fusion Furnace, Angel Rebirth Pool, Poverty Alloy Industrial Chain, and the mythical Life Accelerator…

Various formidable technologies emerged one after the other, terrifying everyone.

Everyone couldn't help sighing at Caesar's ancestral grave for providing such stimulation, fearing his death had triggered the young master into maturation, displaying his astounding genius.

After leveraging the naval resources for development, they could now mass-produce True Dragon Cyborgs.

At the same time, they were building a small Silver Tower, which Leon, of course, called a 'super poor four-dimensional body.'

Once completed, it would directly achieve a four-dimensional Cyborg.

Regrettably, the technology was remarkable, but even the Navy's top researchers couldn't replicate it, only managing to create a knockoff version.

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