"Our race once defeated the gods."
"Our race has swept across all the planes in the universe."
"The name of our race is the Multiple Armed Titan!"
A violent roar suddenly sounded, and the whole castle space trembled more violently.
Countless blue flames appeared and enveloped half of the fifth floor.
Locke took a closer look and indistinctly saw a horrible figure of a hundred meters tall, with 36 heads and one hundred and eight arms.
Even through the sacred fire, one could still feel the terrifying aura that could shake heaven and earth.
"Multiple Armed Titan!"
Locke's pupils shrank. He had never heard of such a creature since he came to this world.
But before he traveled to this land, he had accidentally seen many legends about the Multiple Armed Titans.
Zeus, the leader of the Olympics' 12 great gods, had become the third generation Divine King with the help of the Multiple Armed Titan.