Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1306 - 505 Time Flies, The Throne Ceremony_2

On the deck several kilometers away, the black-haired girl sat on a raised piece of Number One’s shoulder armor, quietly holding and reading the scripture of tranquility.

Despite the energy shields protecting the battleship during high-speed flight, to maintain air circulation, the rune array still left some cracks open.

At this moment, with the raging wind howling, Freya Louise’s long hair danced wildly behind her, the black strands interweaving with the ribbon of her white butterfly knot, giving off the vibe of a poetic young woman.

But when Jack Clark appeared out of nowhere, his brow immediately furrowed.

He sensed that Freya’s vitality was very similar to Number One’s, including soul fluctuations, even though she wasn’t piloting, she remained in a state of synchronization.

Sensing Jack’s arrival, the black-haired girl looked up. Her face, even prettier than before, broke into a smile as she spoke softly, "Is the meeting over?"

"Yeah, we’ve finished discussing everything," Jack nodded, walked over and sat down next to Freya.

Although they hadn’t seen each other for a while, there was no sense of unfamiliarity between them. Jack directly asked after sitting down, "Freya, is your body starting to be eroded by Number One?"

"Looking at my current condition, do I seem to be eroded?"

With a smile, the young woman pursed her lips and said, "I know what you’re worried about. Rest assured, my current state is not one of erosion and assimilation by Number One’s power, but a transformation."

"It’s similar to using the Giant Beast Essence and Blood after reaching the late Fourth Layer Heaven to obtain Transcendent Traits. This step is a prerequisite for full synchronization with Number One."

"Of course, if one day my Spiritual Will is assimilated and my soul merges into Number One in reverse, it would mean that my refinement has failed."

"And the consequence of failure is to vanish, right?"

"Right."

The young woman nodded, "And that’s the consequence of seeking higher levels of power. If I succeed, I’ll leap upwards at least to a presence comparable to a Heavenly King."

"As for failure, I would naturally dissipate."

As she spoke, Freya brushed away the hair beside her ear which had been scattered by the wind, her face beaming with a smile, devoid of any fear.

In fact, the path that Freya was on, although seemingly perilous, was already envied by countless people compared to those cultivators who could not break through to king-level in their lifetimes.

After all, there’s no such thing as perfect in this world.

Jack understood this and just nodded, "Keep it up, but if you ever feel like you’re losing control one day, you can ask me for help."

With that, Jack glanced at the massive head of Number One.

This mysterious Biological Mecha was very strong, especially when Freya’s Soul Synchronization broke through one hundred percent and it went into a rampage, even fully unleashing its power, it became even more terrifying.

But what of it? Even without summoning the Giant Beast Avatar, with Jack’s strength now almost reaching the pinnacle of the Heavenly King, he was more than capable of suppressing Number One.

Of course, neither Jack nor Number One had reached their limits in strength yet.

Hum!

It seemed as if Number One had detected the terrifying intent in Jack’s eyes, a dreadful energy inside it vibrated, and a blue-white radiance lit up within its eyes.

Freya quickly soothed it, "It’s okay, Jack is just joking, there’s nothing wrong."

Underneath the invisible calming influence of Freya’s Spiritual Will fluctuations, Number One’s stimulated biological instincts paused momentarily before settling down again.

Although this Biological Mecha didn’t have ’consciousness’, it didn’t mean it lacked innate instincts. It could even autonomously respond upon detecting a strong hostile intent or killing intent.

This was also the reason why during the events on the Heavenly Abyss Battlefield, when the True Martial Heavenly King saw signs of Number One losing control and going on a rampage, he did not intervene personally but instead used Demon God Carthius to deliver a crippling blow.

He certainly didn’t want to be remembered with resentment by this creature with terrifying potential.

After finishing her own matters, Freya Louise’s gaze fell upon Jack Clark’s forehead, "Jack Clark, what’s happening with your hair, did you suffer a grave injury this time under the chase of the demon gods?"

Considering Jack Clark’s vigorous vitality at only seventeen, having already broken through to the Legendary Realm, having white hair seemed utterly abnormal.

Jack Clark shook his head, "This is an external manifestation of divine power that I cultivate, but indeed I was seriously injured under the Purgatory Demon God’s pursuit earlier on, but now I’m already fine."

"It’s good that you’re fine, but this time you gave everyone quite a scare, actually going alone into the rear of The Purgatory Family..."

Next, Freya Louise, like a typical girl, excitedly asked about what happened after Jack Clark entered the Purgatory Empire, and even gasped when hearing about the ambush by seven demon kings and one Great Demon King.

Louise was even more shocked by the strength of the Peak Awakened Great Demon King when Jack stormed into the demonic battlefield of Tarolia.

As for the exaggerated combat power displayed by Jack Clark, Freya Louise was not too surprised; after all, this guy has been shocking her continuously since the start of his cultivation journey.

Sitting atop the shoulder of a mecha standing over two hundred meters tall, Freya Louise gazed at the white clouds receding in the distance and the increasingly handsome and dashing young man with black hair, feeling somewhat nostalgic.

"Jack Clark, sometimes I feel as if everything that has happened during this period has been a dream."

"Why?" Jack Clark asked, puzzled.

"Because things have changed too quickly."

The girl’s face showed reminiscence, "A year ago, we and the Class Leader were still in the classroom cultivating the Foundation Cultivation Method, working hard for our half-hour session moving ninth-turn qi blood."

"Back then, you completed foundation establishment in half a month, and when breaking through to the First Layer Heaven, your arm strength was just over a hundred kilograms, right?"

Jack Clark corrected, "Arm strength 102, punching power 210 kilograms."

Freya Louise nodded, "Right, back then your full power punch was just over two hundred kilograms—you couldn’t even kill an ordinary water buffalo, and among the classmates, you belonged to the category with ordinary talent."

"Of course, including me as well because of cultivating the Primitive Cultivation Method, my strength was even weaker than yours."

"But who could have thought that you, appearing so ordinary during foundation establishment, would be the one with the strongest talent." As she said this, a smile appeared on Freya Louise’s face.

"I still remember your participation in the ranking competition, sweeping through all your opponents, and the surprised looks on Justin Welan and Class Leader’s faces when you secured the 49th rank."

"Speaking of which, I have always been curious, Jack Clark, how strong were you really back then?" the girl asked as her gaze lingered curiously on Jack Clark.

As the person who had spent the most time with Jack Clark, Freya Louise felt that he was still concealing his strength at the time, but she had no idea how strong he really was.

Jack Clark thought for a moment, "Actually, I wasn’t that strong back then. My strength had only just begun to surge, and my real power was probably around the top ten of my age group."

At that time, the Six-legged Salamander had only evolved once, providing not much evolutionary energy, just enough to make Jack Clark’s physique comparable to a Second Layer Heaven body refiner.

With the strength of the Second Layer Heaven combined with True Strength, he was no match for those with Innate Divine Strength, like Howard Lambert and Jane Aiken.

At this point, Jack Clark also felt a bit perplexed and disoriented.

Indeed, compared with his current power, which could easily shatter space, slice through mountain ranges and slaughter gods and demons with terrifying strength, he was as insignificant as an ant a year ago.

Back then, he couldn’t even imagine that he would become so exceptionally powerful in just a year.

Even after going to the Kelaya Battlefield, witnessing the ’impressive’ strength of Lori Parma and others from the Sixth Layer, he thought that toppling a building was incredibly mighty.

Reflecting on the journey so far, his bloody battle with Carlos, the late Fourth Layer Heaven Blood Envoy, his formidable confrontation with the Purgatory True Demon Mikus, sweeping through the Southern Battlefield, facing the Akunus Avatar... Gradually, Jack Clark fell into a particular special state of mind.

Although his cultivation level was constantly rising, because he was advancing faster and faster, Jack Clark was also gradually losing many things.