The Lone Mountain Fortress Army Turns Its Guns Around!

At that moment.

Deep in the jungle.

An Arcane Mechanical Armament was rapidly weaving through the low air.

It flew while repeatedly looking back.

There.

Two figures were steadily drawing closer.

"Damn it."

"What are these people?"

"Why are they so powerful?"

"They can actually kill an Arcane Mechanical Armored Knight bare-handed!"

This Arcane Mechanical Armored Knight had been sent to receive the previous patrol.

But when they reached the location.

They saw their comrades being killed in midair.

He had tried to lead people to the rescue.

As a result, all one hundred Arcane Mechanical Armored Knights he brought had died in battle.

He alone had escaped.

He had originally thought he was the hunter.

He never expected to become the prey.

Behind him, those two terrifyingly powerful enemies had already pursued him for more than a hundred miles, yet they still refused to give up.

Fortunately.

As long as he ran a little farther.

He could escape alive.

The squad leader of the Arcane Mechanical Armored Knights looked into the distance.

There.

A temporary camp belonging to them stood.

Stationed inside was a Patrol Legion specially assigned to maintain contact between the governor's camp and Lone Mountain Fortress.

There were a thousand Arcane Mechanical Armored Knights stationed there every day.

As long as he reached it, with the combat power of a thousand Arcane Mechanical Armored Knights.

Those two enemies would never dare approach.

He would have a chance to survive them.

The desire to live sent a surge of heat through the Arcane Mechanical Armored Knight's heart.

"Thirty miles left!"

"Let's charge through in one go!"

"Full power!"

"Accelerate!"

He activated all the power of the mana furnace.

With a boom, the explosion echoed across the wilderness.

Under the tremendous thrust, the Arcane Mechanical Armament accelerated toward