Three days after the twelve Imperial Inspectors put on yellow vests to roll asphalt alongside Crown Prince Gu Ba, the space sky above the fiftieth star cluster of the Titan-Bone Dynasty turned pitch-black and then crimson-gold.
DOOOOOOOOM! DOOOOOOOOM! DOOOOOOOOM!
A colossal war-drum carved from the skull of an Ancient Star-Dragon—three miles wide and carried on the shoulders of eight royal bone-elephants—thundered across the void.
Behind the ancestral War-Drum marched the entire main host of the Titan-Bone Martial Dynasty: fifty million thirty-to-forty-foot-tall heavy warriors, led in person by a towering fifty-foot-tall giant with a snow-white beard, a robe of dark-gold star-metal, and an aura that was already half a step into the Rank 9 Galaxy Realm!
It was the supreme ruler of the hundred high-gravity worlds: Titan Emperor Gu Zon!
Standing on top of his three-mile-wide ancestral War-Drum, Emperor Gu Zon held a pair of hundred-million-ton meteor-iron drumsticks in his massive hands. His golden eyes blazed with rage as he looked down at the twelve-lane Grade-8 Space Highway and the gleaming golden tracks of the Light-Year Sword-Rail Express that had already been paved halfway to his Imperial Capital!
Worse yet, who was currently down on the highway pulling the heavy gravity rollers and singing a cheerful work-song while eating steamed pork buns?!
