Under the burning light of the Flame of Civilization, the primeval wilderness resurfaced, and countless powers crossed the bounds of time and space to descend. They transformed into fuel that blazed fiercely, forming an invisible force that enshrouded the colossal beast phantom.0

Roar!0

The beast, which had no soul to anchor it, but only the condensed imprint of ancient information, let out an enraged roar. It struggled frantically, yet it couldn’t break free from the shackles of the Flame of Civilization.0

Then, enormous golden roots reached out from the void, gathering beneath the feet of Mech No.1’s phantom to form a golden lotus. The beast phantom, bound by the Chains of Civilization, continued to shrink, eventually settling beside the golden lotus and circling around No.1 towering phantom.0

The Eternal Tree entwining the world, the ancient imprint-beast that was one with the world origin, and the Flame of Civilization born from the human race’s fate…0

Empowered by all three, No.1 threw back its head and roared toward the heavens. The spine that had been forced to bend under the crushing weight slowly straightened, lifting the entire world once more.2

Boom! Boom! Boom!0

With the first stage of carrying the world complete, No.1’s aura began to skyrocket madly as the endless tide of principle origin poured in. Its form swelled at a rapid pace—fifty thousand meters, one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand…0

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