The melee in the main hall continued.

Although the golden robe was restrained by Fatty and Zoe, he still found a way to break free.

It was no accident that the golden robe could become king. In the long years of evolution, he had seen many creatures seeking survival by severing their limbs. The reason he was able to survive and become a leader among his species was definitely inseparable from his "ruthlessness."

The golden robe exerted all his strength and tore off both arms.

Fatty and Zoe were still each holding one arm of the golden robe. With the golden robe's desperate struggle, Fatty and Zoe each held a severed arm, lost their balance, and fell to the ground.

The golden robe then turned, leaped, and headed towards the light sphere.

Fatty and Zoe were too slow to react and could only watch as the golden robe with severed arms flew towards the light sphere.

"It's over, it's over," Fatty sighed.

Just as the golden robe flew towards the light sphere, a black shadow leaped from the ground and grabbed the golden robe.

This black shadow was Levan, who had previously lost himself.

Levan held the golden robe tightly, refusing to let go. The golden robe was dragged back to the ground by Levan.

The golden robe had lost his hands and was obviously unable to deal with Levan, who was clinging to him. Although Levan's strength was not as great as Fatty's and Zoe's, it was enough to give Fatty and Zoe time to recover and regain control of the golden robe.

Fatty and Zoe immediately got up and rushed towards the golden robe.

The golden robe also knew that his arms were now severed, and if he was controlled by Fatty and Zoe again, he would surely die. He had to regain contact with the light sphere in order to gain power, and he could disregard everything else.

The golden robe hardened his heart. Before Fatty and Zoe could reach him, he spun wildly, trying to use his high-speed spin to shake off Levan, while continuing to rush towards the light sphere.

The spin was effective. Levan completely lost his balance and sense of direction.

Soon, Levan was thrown away by the golden robe.

Levan was thrown more than ten meters away, crashing heavily into the wall of the main hall, and then falling to the ground.

Levan was dizzy from the fall and couldn't stand up at all.

However, Levan had not gained nothing. He was holding something in his hand.

During the golden robe's high-speed spin to escape, Levan refused to let go, and the golden robe was forced to abandon the thing he cared about most.

What Levan was holding was none other than the cause of this conflict—the golden robe.

The shadow that had been stripped of the golden robe didn't waste a moment and quickly came to the light sphere. He greedily clung to the light sphere, trying to gain energy from it.

The moment he touched the light sphere, the white robes stopped their soul-devouring proxy actions.

The light sphere became brighter and brighter, clearly illuminating the outline and appearance of the shadow that had shed the golden robe.

When the proxies saw the appearance of that shadow, they were stunned in place and stopped fleeing.

"Good heavens, what the hell is that thing?" Fatty complained.

That shadow was not human. He looked more like a tailless lizard. His body was covered with light yellow scales, and his entire head was that of a lizard, but his limbs had evolved to be more like those of a human.

Fatty and Zoe took another look at the lizardman's severed arms in their hands. Only after removing the disguise of the severed arms did they realize that these two severed arms were the lizard's forelegs.

Fatty and Zoe were so frightened that they quickly threw the two lizard legs away.

No wonder the lizardman had been hiding under the golden robe and was so angry at Dodge for tearing his robe. It turned out that he was an alien. It seemed that evolution had not brought him the same upgrades as humans.

The proxies were frightened to see that their ruler was actually a lizardman, and they all withdrew from the main hall.

The white robes neither blocked them nor retreated, and returned to their original state of standby.

The lizardman lying on the light sphere seemed to have regained control of the meteorite. New forelimbs grew from the severed ends, and his body gradually expanded, striking a pose of a king returning.

But without the cover and decoration of the golden robe, he completely lost that "kingly" demeanor.

"Not good," Fatty exclaimed, "Stop him quickly."

If the lizardman regained control of the meteorite, then the white robes would also fall under his command, and Fatty and the others would be instantly devoured and assimilated.

Fatty and Zoe picked up the weapons that the proxies had dropped earlier and threw them at the lizardman.

Although Fatty and Zoe had great strength, their accuracy was limited. They threw out more than a dozen weapons, but only one hit, and it didn't pose any threat to the lizardman.

Seeing this, Fatty knew that he could no longer sit idly by. He grabbed a spear-like weapon on the ground and headed straight for the lizardman on the light sphere.

Zoe also grabbed a weapon from the ground at random and followed Fatty towards the lizardman.

The lizardman's true form was revealed without the golden robe, revealing his ugliness and no longer having the majesty of a king.

Once he regained his strength, all those who had seen the lizardman's true face would surely be dead.

No longer harboring any illusions, everyone now understood that life or death depended on this one action.