Eerie Hair Sea

When Star Picker launched its attack, the pair of wings behind Mystic Wing spread wide, and threads of platinum light surfaced across the mecha.

They coursed and collided over Mystic Wing's body, emitting deep, muffled booms.

At first, they formed branch-like shapes, then gradually evolved into spiderweb-like patterns.

Mystic Wing's body trembled, as if it were coming apart, yet also as if a seed were sprouting and growing inside it, about to break free.

Rumble!

It sounded like thunder, or perhaps something shattering.

The noise rang out around Mystic Wing. As the mecha shook, the web-like patterns rapidly combined, forming profound designs that resembled symbols or written characters.

Mystic Wing—Mystic Pattern revealed!

After the Mystic Pattern appeared, the fluctuations radiating from the mecha erupted like a volcano, shaking heaven and earth with blazing might!

The long sword slid into the shield, and its center of gravity lowered.

Mystic Wing took on a sword-drawing stance.

The air immediately began to tremble, thunder roaring all around.

The black sword burst from the Scale Shield like spring thunder breaking through the sky.

In an instant, the entire space fell silent.

A streak of sword light flashed across the heavens.

It rolled in from the east and vanished from the western sky in the blink of an eye.

Inside the cockpits, Jiang Yun Rong and Feng Qingyu simultaneously felt a stabbing pain in their eyes.

As for Danghu—

Its countless whiskers danced wildly. The Giant Beast was already riddled with holes, and one of its wings was severed by the sword light, sending it tumbling from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it became a distant black speck in Jiang Yun Rong and the others' vision.

"Pursue it!"

Di Zheng shouted sharply.

Mystic Wing, wreathed in blazing aura, whistled toward the ground.