Half of the fighter jet’s fuel, due to some internal malfunction, was on fire. It was clear that the pilot had completely lost control. At the moment, it was like a giant missile, hurtling toward the ground at an astonishing speed.0

There was no doubt about its power. Although the fighter jet looked small from afar, it was actually fifteen meters long, with a wingspan of nine meters and a height close to four meters. Its total weight reached six to seven tons.0

This didn’t even take into account the inertia brought by a speed of over a thousand kilometers per hour. Even if its speed was reduced due to loss of control, it was still extremely dangerous. The instantaneous destructive power when this thing crashed was not inferior to a rocket barrage, or rather, like a missile that would only appear in later generations.0

Cassius cursed inwardly, slammed his hands on the ground, and used the force to instantly propel himself backward.0

When he was in the air, an overwhelming surge of Qi burst forth from his body like a vast lake. His specially made, durable combat suit was torn apart by his physique, revealing a terrifyingly exaggerated muscular upper body, with blue-black veins coiling like tree roots. He had transformed into a two-and-a-half-meter-tall rock-white giant.0

In his Golem state, black mist so dense that it was almost tangible gushed out...0