Wasn't this the War Robot guarding Shelter 189 on Black Mountain?
It looked far too similar, just several sizes smaller, about the size of an average adult man.
He turned to look at the enormous silver-white robot fighting the Warden. This robot was practically identical to the one on Black Mountain.
The War Robot from the Civilized Era had once left powerhouses with bounties exceeding a hundred million—such as two members of the Zodiac, Black Knight, He Qianjun, and Ghost Clown—utterly helpless. They had stalled until Tyrant arrived and finally dealt with it.
Though it had been like a toy in Tyrant's hands back then, it now displayed incomparably terrifying combat power against the Warden.
The dark-blue energy shield around its body actually withstood the Warden's continuous bombardment, each strike carrying up to 350,000 Blood Qi.
The Lasers fired from its eyes repeatedly pierced through the Warden's body.
Mechanical technology from the Civilized Era versus the strongest biological creation produced by Genetic Technology in the era of the Great Cataclysm!
This was a collision between flesh and steel, and even more so, a contest between foster father and foster son.
"Husband, Huo Zheng is inside that small robot," Ghost Xiaotong whispered into Bai Ye's ear.
"Huo Zheng?" Bai Ye paused slightly. That kid still hadn't kicked the bucket? He had some luck on his side.
But Ghost Xiaotong shook her head. "He's dead. There's no body inside the robot, only Huo Zheng's consciousness."
"Dead? You mean Huo Zheng is like Qin Songting now, with his consciousness transferred into a robot?"
"Mhm, that's right. Now he truly has a righteous iron fist."
"The man's already dead, and you're still making jokes about him? Your personality is terrible."
"Ugh, I learned it from you." Ghost Xiaotong pouted unhappily and tossed the blame