Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes at the EVA Unit-01 on the screen. It radiated an immense pressure as it single-handedly pummeled Great Mazinger and two other robots. He was deeply shaken—not by how powerful Unit-01's combat ability was, nor by how terrifying the pressure it gave off was.
It was simply because Xiao Ran felt threatened by the current Unit-01, and that alone was enough to shock him.
It was a threat from an opponent at the same level of strength, a warning issued by his psychic power, a threat that came from the soul itself, reminding Xiao Ran never to draw such a Unit-01 into a mental exchange.
"What is this? A warning from my psychic ability? Is that destructive, violent will coming from the machine itself?" Xiao Ran frowned slightly. I never expected this berserk Unit-01 to make me feel warned—make me feel threatened. And this berserk Unit-01 already possesses strength approaching Legend-class. Its AT Field grants it absolute defense, rejecting all external attacks and information, like a fierce tiger protecting its cub.
And it can actually fight three opponents alone, suppressing Great Mazinger and his companions by itself. The combat power it has displayed has already surpassed Super Robot Mecha such as Black Getter and Great Mazinger in the current Victory Fleet. But an opponent approaching Legend-class has already appeared now. Though it may become an ally, does that mean Mythical level beings are even more likely to appear in the future?
No one else knew what Xiao Ran was thinking. Mwu was also ordering Graham and the others to sortie. The battleship began flying toward the city, and one machine after another launched from within it. Before long, numerous units were densely spread out before the Victory Fleet, then flew straight into the city and landed