"Transform these dead cosmic membranes, from death to rebirth!"
"And to awaken these prehistorical membranes imbued with will, who should wear them? When the dead are reborn and descend, there ought to be carriers in the present world."
Bai Suo looked at the surrounding 2.8 billion permanent council members, "Are you willing?"
All the permanent council members were utterly shocked.
This meant they must use their own lives to envelop those prehistoric tombstones, becoming the vessels to awaken all the valiant heroes in history.
Bai Suo spoke:
"We are about to fall, the two great organizations are ushering their end, and it's time to fully execute our mission."
"Bai Suo, you mustn't..." a council member said urgently.
"This is our mission," Bai Suo Divine King said coldly, "I am but one generation of Bai Suo Mecha Masters. After my death, there will be another generation of Bai Suo; after your deaths, there will be another generation of you."
