Looking at the giant made of billions of human bones, Meng Chao and Lu Siya gritted their teeth. Their hands and feet felt cold.
The phosphorescent fire around the giant skeleton extended toward the two of them along vines that looked like nerves.
"Of course, I've carefully selected the two of you as the most perfect chosen ones."
"The rest of the chosen ones are too old," it said casually. "If not that, after decades of desperate battles and the fact that I stimulated their cells to divide and grow crazily, their bodies and even their souls have suffered irreparable damage.
"They are already at the end of their lives, and it's time for them to be eliminated.
"However, who in the so-called 'golden generation' is more talented and has more potential than the two of you? Who has more glorious battle records, influence that will shake the entire city, complicated connections, and astronomical resources?
