He had searched high and low for it, only to find it without much effort.
Didn't Han Muye search the Galaxy Universe for a long time for this Primordial-level battle puppet and armor?
At that moment, there were at least five Primordial-level battle puppets in front of him, each towering thousands of feet high, their bodies solidified like mountains.
These battle puppets had been here for countless years, uncontrolled by anyone and unable to be controlled again.
Cold Moon City lacked enough divine-level puppet masters and enough divine-level refining masters.
These broken battle puppets were placed here. They were continuously dismantled, their parts assembled onto other lower-level battle puppets.
From the memory of the battle puppet with the replicated Primordial-level arm attached, Han Muye saw the shadows of various battle puppets in this square.
So he didn't want to wait any longer, and directly stormed into Cold Moon City.
