Standoff

The pitch-black Void Realm was packed with people.

There were members of the Rock Clan, Light Believers, and Spellcasters, but the most eye-catching sight was the fleet of cold, black warships. Judging by the number of powerful combatants, however, the Spellcasters still seemed to hold the advantage.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the doors of those cold, black warships opened, and tall robots radiating powerful auras streamed out. Every robot gave off an aura comparable to that of an ordinary Legendary.

Moreover, even stronger robots emerged from the particularly enormous warships. The robots manufactured aboard the Plane Warships were beings comparable to Titled Legends.

In moments, the space between the two opposing sides was almost entirely packed with robots. At the sight of that dark mass of Martial Arts Robots, all the Spellcasters drew sharp breaths. Such scenes had existed only in their memories.

Back then, the three great Arcane Mages had accidentally broken the seal on the Atlan Plane, unleashing a brutal war. Countless Martial Arts Robots, mighty warships, and cold, merciless beam cannons had claimed the lives of even many Monarchs.

They had thought they would never encounter such a scene again in their lifetimes. Yet today, they had to face it once more.

Merlin was also leading a contingent, and he studied the Atlan Civilization's warships. They seemed somewhat different from the Empire-Class Warship he had obtained from the Origin Monarch, but those were only changes in appearance. Presumably, nothing fundamental had changed.

As for the Martial Arts Robots, Merlin was all too familiar with them, especially those manufactured by Empire-Class Warships.

This was Merlin's first encounter with Plane-Class Warships. There was an Empire-Class Warship in his spatial ring at that very moment, but without the materials needed to manufacture Martial Arts Robots, it could only produce ordinary robots despite