"Two!"
After taking down two enemy machines and winning his opening engagement, Martia put away his sniper rifle, then fired up his engines without hesitation and chased the fleeing enemies toward their main formation.
Despite destroying two enemy machines, Martia showed little excitement.
Over more than a thousand simulated battles, he had long since gained a thorough understanding of this mecha's formidable capabilities.
Forget two-even if there were two hundred, he believed he could shoot them down one by one, given enough time and room to maneuver.
A Legendary Mecha was called legendary precisely because it had transcended the bounds of ordinary mecha.
The energy it used was an entire tier higher, creating an immeasurable gap. Its base combat power of 300,000 was certainly no exaggeration.
Even in the Wulf Empire a thousand years later, where military technology had advanced considerably, an enormous gulf in strength still separated elite mecha from Legendary Mecha.
"Its endurance is the only thing lacking. I'd better pick up the pace..." Martia muttered.
He could feel his mental power slowly declining, while using crystallized energy weapons also consumed a tremendous amount of energy.
Boom! His machine shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow. Its silhouette blurred, then vanished into the mist in the blink of an eye.
"This... this is our secret weapon?!"
The members of Metal Frenzy who had stayed behind stared in shock at the figure that had vanished into the mist like a phantom.
Naturally, they had heard of the fearsome reputation of Legendary Mecha.
Red Dragon, the Madmen, Dark Shadow... even the Pirate King himself. In the Shattered Star Region's "Pirate King" instance, these were practically the signature weapons of the very best fighters.
But weren't these things supposed to be ultra-rare?
"Um... does anyone remember how many