The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

What a pity, no Dragon Hunter sealed Its soul in the "Holy Artifact", otherwise he would have liked to liberate It and have a face-to-face chat with this captain friend about the Zeta Empire.

Thinking of this, Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, seeing that in this way his Players are still more convenient.

Through activities or update announcements posted on the official forum, he can easily modify the consensus of the Players and make them unquestioningly believe in changes to the game's content... even if some changes do not align with the Players' interests, and may even cause some Players to curse.

Dried blood formed dark red blotches below the neck.

Dripping from the control panel onto the floor, leaving a line of small, chaotic footprints and spots.

Because it is "Dragon God's blood," they did not fully weather but instead dried and preserved.

Based on the principle of not wasting, Luo Yan squatted down and carefully packed the powder into a glass test tube.

It was also at this moment that he noticed an almost invisible small interface on the slanted bed, completely blocked by the dried blood scab, almost undetectable without careful observation.

Luo Yan pondered briefly, his gaze moved along the edge of the wall and soon saw an oval sealed device, somewhat resembling a life support pod commonly seen in science fiction novels.

Whether due to the aesthetic preferences of the Zeta Empire or for other reasons, its appearance resembled an oval egg.

Luo Yan walked over and took a look, finding the interior long since empty, the nutrient solution dried up, and a faint frost on the glass cabin wall.

He recalled the unintentional statement in the diary:

"...I can completely use my own DNA to create a brand new species."

—Not just creating others.

It is evident that It could also create "Itself."

"Cloning...?" A trace of realization emerged in Luo Yan's heart, and he then glanced over the neighboring lab bench, cooling tank, and neural ports on the treatment bed, and finally at the headless corpse.

Combining the traces on-site, the state of the corpse, and the surrounding data clues, he quickly pieced together the untold story from the log—

It's a history deliberately erased by the Dragon God's descendants after the Great Barrier was sealed.

"...So that's it, I previously found it strange how he seemed ageless, turns out it was 'head swapping' all along." Luo Yan clapped his hands and stood up from beside the device that seemed like a stasis chamber.

Of course.

Head swapping is just a figurative expression.

Putting it in a more academic way would be—repeatedly stripping the nervous system from the old body and transferring it to a new one, with the help of cloning technology and neural transfer technology.

However, this technology is evidently imperfect—as both spirit and body are in the most vulnerable state before completely integrating into the new body after leaving the old body.

Its fate became obvious.

At that moment—It was betrayed.

Luo Yan turned and looked at the vague finger marks on the wall, apparently left when forcibly cutting off the life support system.

Gutaf mentioned in the log—Though Its children revered It, they didn't like It.

Now it seems, not only "d-7447 food lizards" disliked It, but those other models of Lizardmen as well.

They not only murdered It but also took a bone from Its remains and made it into a specimen.

"It was actually murder..." Youyou whispered softly, the fog clusters rolling in confusion reflected on the glass cabin door, "But... why? Isn't the Armored Dragon Clan very devoted to It? And if Its followers didn't believe in It, how was the Great Barrier completed?"

It's unlikely to be the power of Magic.

Furthermore, to this day, the Armored Dragon Clan continues to conduct ceremonies for the Dragon God.

Seeing Youyou lost in bewilderment, Luo Yan remained silent for a moment and casually responded.

"It's not contradictory, those who live always remain human, only in death does one become a true Divine."

The completion of the Great Barrier convinced Gutaf that his authority had reached its peak, meaning that his vigilance toward those around him had already dropped to its lowest.

This was not without cost.

Although no archaeological materials exist, making it impossible to know what happened here a thousand years ago, he can still reconstruct the course of events through the trivial clues.

A thousand years ago, the founding King of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom took advantage of Gutaf's weakest moment and backstabbed him—completed the dragon slaying!

This guy was evidently a clever Lizardman, fully aware that all disasters faced by the Armored Dragon Clan were because of that rambler—talking about taking them away from the bondage of advanced civilizations and conquering the universe heading towards civilization.

The future Gutaf depicted was too distant for them, as distant as a lie. And such lies completely built on an air castle might fool ignorant fools, but it would be somewhat difficult to fool those smart Lizardmen.

Those cunning guys clearly understood that the number of Lizardmen killed by Chaos could fill several ships, but the young lads killed by Gutaf formed mountains of flesh and blood.

For all you know, this guy himself might be from the "Outer Realm Gods," or already corrupted by Chaos!

Otherwise, how can it be explained that, even though they are also Divine followers, the Extraordinary Power of the Armored Dragon Clan always falls a step behind Humans, struggling desperately to compete against the Human Divine Chosen but unable to win.

Perhaps only by killing It could they liberate It from the mortal body, and release the Armored Dragon Clan's fate from the cycle of becoming mountains of corpses and seas of bones time and again.