The facts proved it once again: what ran on the ground could never escape what flew in the sky.
A minute later, Nameless was surrounded by a dense swarm of eyes again. He raised his hands. "I can surrender, but could we keep this civilized?"
The eyes in the sky immediately glowed red. Nameless had no idea why, so he hurriedly activated his ability and shifted through space.
In an instant, he appeared by the sea. Looking out at the surging waves, he muttered, "What did I do wrong this time?"
This time, he watched carefully. When he spoke, the eyes changed from pale red to deep red. It seemed to mean they had "upgraded."
He did not know what the flying machines would do after upgrading, but it could not be anything good.
Don't tell me... I'm not allowed to speak?
Nameless thought it over on the shore and finally realized he might have been looking at it the wrong way.
The humans of this world were ruled by the Mechanical God Race. If humans were divided into several levels, then those at the bottom might genuinely have no right to speak. They would be arrested the moment they were caught talking.
Of course, speaking quietly was probably fine.
As long as they did not break the rule in a city or in front of a flying machine or robot, they would be all right.
Nameless had gotten his first taste of this world's darkness. After standing by the sea for more than ten minutes, he decided to find Luo Xiang and have him lead the way to wipe out the Mechanical God Race.
Just then, a young man and a girl arrived at the beach. Both froze when they saw Nameless. The young man stepped forward and asked,