The Growth Serum was injected into the clone through the needle tip.
The initial change was not violent; there was only an imperceptible disturbance in the flow of energy across the clone's body surface. Unlike the understated transformation in the game, the process in reality was grand and imposing. The clone's size began to expand visibly to the naked eye.
Just as the trend of growth emerged, the planet beneath its feet let out an overburdened groan. Gases on the planetary surface were stirred by an invisible force, fierce winds rose abruptly, and the celestial phenomena shifted violently. Endless power erupted from the clone's continuously growing body.
The earth beneath could not withstand this pressure and began to tear inch by inch, with massive rifts spreading out. Countless rocks, soil, and metallic minerals were stripped from deep within the crust, levitating uncontrollably. These materials were captured and pulled by the clone's inherent, rapidly intensifying gravity. As they neared the clone's surface, they were extremely compressed, tightly fitting, covering, and spontaneously shaping themselves.
He suspended himself quietly in the mid-air above the shattered planet, allowing the matter to converge. His size continued to increase, his power soared in tandem, and the range of influence on the surrounding world expanded geometrically. The planet's climate system collapsed completely, and extreme weather ravaged the globe.
Ian's gaze narrowed; he could not let this continue here. He worried that if the clone's power went completely out of control, it would burst this Warhammer world that had only recently stabilized. With a thought, a deep portal opened before him, revealing the boundless, deathly silent Void behind it. Then, leading the clone that was still in the midst of violent change, he stepped into the Void.
Here, the clone's size could grow without consideration for the surrounding environment. The clone's intensifying gravity frantically attracted the thin energy and matter within the Void. Eventually, its height settled at three hundred and thirty-three meters. Towering like a mountain, it stood as a standard hundred-zhang titan body.
At this moment, the power contained within it had climbed to an unprecedented peak. Countless monsters hidden in the Void, those distorted and nameless existences, were sucked in by the powerful gravity. They didn't even have time to struggle before being compressed and crushed, their remains and energy forcibly integrated into the clone's body. The rough shell previously composed of planetary matter was now covered and reshaped by these materials from the Void. Finally, a set of ferocious armor shimmering with a dark luster and covered in eerie patterns generated automatically, fitting perfectly to its body. With this, the clone successfully advanced to a Titan.
As the transformation process completed, the violent power that had threatened to destroy everything began to withdraw inward. The Titan clone no longer had a destructive impact on the surrounding environment, simply standing silently and radiating a heart-palpitating pressure.
A flash of surprise crossed Ian's eyes. The experiment was a success! This result verified one of his conjectures. He himself was indeed judged by the Transmutation Tablet to be a 'creature conforming to the rules of Minecraft.'
No longer hesitating, the Titan clone turned into a streak of light and merged directly into Ian's original body. In an instant, Ian clearly felt his already vast, sea-like power undergo another explosive surge. This growth was not a simple addition, but a qualitative leap. He carefully experienced the surging power within him. The authority of creation and destruction became stronger and more effortless.
He realized that a Titan's size was not fixed. If he wished, his body could change size at will. At its smallest, it could be smaller than the Planck length, vanishing into the quantum realm. At its largest, it could easily exceed galaxies until it filled the entire observable universe. Of course, at his current level, physical size was of little significance. The essence of power was the key.
Having felt his own changes, the last trace of concern in Ian's heart vanished. He could finally summon a golem army and transform various creatures from Minecraft without reservation. Although the Transmutation Tablet's mod description stated that summoned golems would be absolutely loyal to him, he still hoped to be stronger than his subordinates.
Then, with a thought from Ian, countless blocks appeared out of thin air within the vast, silent Void, combining and extending. They rapidly stacked and expanded, forming a massive landmass suspended in the endless void. This land was entirely composed of the blocks familiar to him—dirt, stone, and ore veins intertwined as if cut directly from another world. The entire process took only a snap of a finger, demonstrating his supreme mastery over his creative abilities.
Subsequently, Ian's figure shrank from the majestic Titan form back to his normal human size. He stood calmly at the edge of this newborn continent and cast his gaze in a certain direction. Then, he called out softly, "Zambo."
In the next instant, a portal opened, and Zambo's figure appeared directly before Ian. The moment he appeared, he immediately dropped to one knee, head bowed low in a fluid motion.
"My Lord," his voice carried absolute piety. He knelt on one knee, waiting silently for Ian's instructions.
Ian looked at his most loyal servant and explained the effects of the Growth Serum and the possibility of transforming him into a Titan. Zambo was momentarily stunned, seemingly processing the meaning of the information. Immediately following, his body began to tremble uncontrollably and violently. Unspeakable excitement and joy filled his heart and mind. A chaotic yet yearning energy fluctuation radiated from him as the center. He seemed to want to say some words of praise, but his throat could only produce indistinct rasps. He was so moved he couldn't even organize a complete sentence.
But that was no longer important. Ian could clearly perceive that the loyalty in the depths of Zambo's soul, which had already been at the maximum level, had now directly broken through the limits. This was the most direct reflection of his current mood: an absolute loyalty without reservation or impurity.
"My... My Lord," Zambo finally squeezed out a few words, his voice hoarse and full of unbelievable ecstasy. "This gift..."
He couldn't even finish a sentence. He could only slam his head against the block-composed ground beneath him, producing a dull thud. His whole body prostrated itself, expressing the most thorough submission and gratitude.
Ian nodded slightly, and a syringe filled with a strange liquid appeared in his hand—the Growth Serum. He used it on Zambo, and the serum was precisely injected into his body.
Hum—
A torrent of power, slightly less than the previous Titan clone's transformation but still immense, instantly erupted from within Zambo! Zambo's body expanded frantically at a visible speed. His form, a mixture of rotten flesh and energy, constantly stretched and mutated. Countless distorted energy runes appeared and flowed across his surface. Even the Void trembled.
Finally, Zambo's size stabilized, turning into a terrifying Titan three hundred meters tall. He had returned to his original zombie appearance, but he was more ferocious and divine. His surface was covered in a heavy carapace that looked like a mixture of corpses and rock. Green soul-fire burned in his eyes, radiating a heart-shaking pressure.
After the transformation was complete, the giant Titan Zambo did not hesitate. With an agility completely mismatched with his massive size, he crashed down onto one knee. The hard block continent cracked inch by inch under his knee.
"Your will is the only meaning of my existence, Eternal and Supreme Lord!" His voice turned into rolling thunder, echoing in the Void, full of power yet incomparably respectful. "Please let this humble strength of mine serve you forever, even unto the end of all things!"
He carefully controlled the surging power within him, fearing that even a sliver of leakage would desecrate the deity before him. Then, Titan Zambo began to grope for control over this brand-new power. His massive body contracted and solidified in a strange way. A moment later, he returned to the form he had before the serum injection, but the aura surrounding him had become unfathomable. That Titan power had not disappeared; it had perfectly integrated into his original body, deployable at will.