Morn led them on the streets.
The surrounding streets had a magical and technological style, with mechanical spaceships and armors in glass covers.
However, it was an ancient black and green color, giving off a sense of old vicissitudes. Those who didn't know would think that they had come to some remote and dilapidated ancient city.
Morn looked at Medusa and continued to explain with a smile, " "That's obvious. You've come here, so if you want to advance in the future, you have to be like them.
'You also have to continuously give birth to countless offspring and breed your own population to at least a few hundred million ...' Here, all of them are ninth-grade beasts with their families. Every ninth-grade beast has at least tens of billions of clansmen, who are being nurtured and selected for their descendants ..."
