Trace of Silver Moon, Recruitment Trial (1)

Under Mu Qing's strong suppression, the figure enveloped by the silver light could not move at all.

It was evident that it was attempting to muster strength. The silver light flickered violently under its exertion, yet it still couldn't withstand the erosion of Mu Qing's jade-colored light.

Finally, the silver light was dispersed.

However, what surprised Feng Qi was that under the silver light was a puppet made of an unknown material.

The puppet was silver-white and in human form. Its body was filled with mechanical holes.

There was also a silver-white crystal embedded between the eyebrows.

He could see the gap between the puppet's joints. There was a silver-white gear in front of its chest, and it was slowly spinning with the light of the silver-white crystal on its forehead.

"It seems like… the weak race alliance… has become unreliable!" A sharp voice sounded from the puppet's mouth.