Philip tried his best to calm his excitement while the old man continued talking.
"Young Master, if you're unhappy with the mecha lifeforms, you can use a program to destroy them. Other than that, you need to collect more moonlight silver, which is the source to maintain the operation of this city."
Hearing that, Philip was momentarily taken aback before he realized that the moonlight silver should be the blood running in those mecha lifeforms.
It was the same stuff in the pillars of the core area.
"The method to obtain moonlight silver is relatively harsh. It requires a top-notch mecha master to handle it. I'll give you the method later, and you can find a qualified mecha master."
After the old man finished speaking, he introduced other functions in the house, and Philip quickly memorized everything.
Meanwhile, in the territory of the ancient dragon royal family.
In a bright palace, Roy Shell looked at the people in front of him darkly.
"Have you found him?"
"Not yet," a man said tremblingly.
Philip was too good at hiding. They could not find him after searching for so long. He seemed to have disappeared into thin air with no trace of him at all.
Suddenly, someone with a cold expression walked in from outside the door
Roy relaxed slightly after seeing this person.
"Why are you here?"
"If I didn't come, could this bunch of trash find Philip?" The man looked at the man kneeling on the ground with disdain.
Roy did not reply to this remark. Indeed, he had to agree that these people were quite useless.
"Not exactly, but an ancient ruin has appeared in Cirrus City within the Beelzebub royal family, and the ancient ruin has attracted all the talents in the territory. He may have gone there," that person said with a frown.
"Okay, I'll set off tomorrow. I must kill him this time!" Roy said coldly.
Murderous intent exploded from his body. The man kneeling on the ground was blasted away by Roy's aura and slammed into the wall.
***
In the white tiger royal family.
The Oslo family had their own place.
At this time, the meeting hall of the Oslo family was packed to the brim, and many young descendants stood around.
At the top, a middle-aged man sat on a chair, looking coldly at the people below.
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