Liu Jia stared at the dissipating light and spoke in disbelief.
The giant in the sky had actually had his arm torn clean off, and it had vanished along with the light.
"How is that possible? He tore someone's arm off just like that? That's ridiculous!"
Hao could only marvel at how badass that was. The four of them had just unleashed their strongest attacks and only managed to break through the giant's armor.
Now some unknown person had stepped in and ripped off his arm outright?
"Who is that guy?"
All four looked over. They saw only a casually confident figure from behind, one hand in his pocket and the other hanging at his side. From their angle, they could just make out a smile tugging at his lips.
In the sky, Diablo's expression darkened completely after losing an arm. Unable to contain his rage any longer, he shouted furiously.
"Mercer! Don't push your luck! Why are they allowed to hit me, but I can't hit them? Do you think I'm your dog?"
The boy standing in midair had both hands in his pockets as usual, a smile on his face. His calm, two-word reply nearly made Diablo cough up blood.
"I do."
"Mercer? That name sounds familiar."
Liu Jia and the others exchanged looks, seeing the same surprise and confusion in one another's eyes.
Ming suddenly clapped his hands and exclaimed, "I remember! Isn't Mercer the creator of the Southern Heavenly Gate system? When we downloaded it, Commander Lianfeng specifically told us about him!"
"It's him?" Yang looked thoughtful. "From what they're saying, they know each other. So this isn't an enemy invasion?"
"Whether it's an enemy invasion or not, we can at least be sure Mercer means us no harm. But that giant he called Diablo definitely