Wall-E, who had been silently watching this battle from the shadows, saw the black mushroom cloud soaring up from the center of the battlefield, as well as Saine and the others fleeing while the Galente Federation legion gave chase.
In terms of their fundamental composition, Flame Mark was a metallic construct and could be classified as a "robot." The Eight-Winged Angel pursuing Saine and the others should also have belonged to the category of robots.
Wall-E had indeed sensed a similar robotic presence from the Eight-Winged Angel Fumila.
But when it came to who counted as Wall-E's "kind," it still leaned more toward Flame Mark.
It was not merely because Flame Mark made Wall-E's body tingle with slight numbness. More importantly, there was that mysterious, ineffable connection—Flame Mark, granted self-awareness by the Magic Cube, was alive, while no matter how powerful the Eight-Winged Angel Fumila was, she was still a dead object that could only follow orders!
Thus, Wall-E threw itself into danger without hesitation, deciding to help Flame Mark and Saine's group.
Wall-E had tasted loneliness for tens of millions of years. Having finally encountered one of its "kind," how could it possibly be willing to let go?
To Saine and the others, the Central Ruins of the Ai Youlan Butterfly Civilization, vast enough to rival the space of a large plane, had already been thoroughly explored by Wall-E over the past tens of millions of years. It knew the place like the back of its hand.
Although Wall-E spent most of its time faithfully carrying out its duty of clearing away garbage,
even its occasional explorations during spare moments had been enough for it to become intimately familiar with the entire secret realm.
The Wizard Civilization had entered this relic far too recently, and their previous research had