Before long, Fang Mo locked onto his target: a Level 5 Liquid Metal Warrior.
The man was locked in a fierce struggle with a shapeshifted exotic beast, neither side able to gain the upper hand. Fang Mo guided the Crimson Sky Ape closer without a sound, then, at the instant both combatants exhausted their strength—
He struck.
One claw pierced the Liquid Metal Battle Armor, which had already lost most of its power.
The Level 5 Liquid Metal Warrior's corpse plummeted, only to vanish mysteriously just before it fell into the lava.
The shapeshifted exotic beast froze, staring blankly at this member of its own kind who had suddenly come to its aid. It seemed puzzled; this was not its companion.
But the Crimson Sky Ape ignored it.
He turned and slipped into the lava, searching for his next target.
The squads of mecha warriors operating on the battlefield suffered disaster. The Crimson Sky Ape appeared and vanished like a phantom, ambushing mecha squads and liquid metal warriors across the various fronts, roaming the battlefields like a ghost of war.
At first, no one took notice. Attrition was normal on a battlefield.
A Crimson Sky Ape in the shapeshifting realm was nothing unusual in the Fire Domain. They were a sizable species, so no one imagined that a single Crimson Sky Ape had been behind all the attacks.
Combat losses had simply risen somewhat abruptly, particularly among the Level 3 mecha squads.
Fang Mo targeted Level 3 mechas exclusively; Levels 1 and 2 held no interest for him. As the losses mounted, the Mechanical Empire's various armies began to sense something was wrong.
Aboard the starship Daybreak.
Silad's brows were tightly furrowed. Sharo's disappearance was already giving him a headache. Three days had passed without any news of Sharo, and