Hunt unleashed all twelve of its missiles.
This strike undoubtedly startled the Goblin Great Shaman seated atop the High Tower in the city into sitting upright.
It looked up at the sky.
The faintly visible red-and-white Mecha-Dragon exerted immense pressure on it.
Those dragon eyes, clearly nothing more than mechanical constructs, were so far away.
The Goblin Great Shaman leaned on its staff, hung with several skulls, and muttered incantations.
All the Goblins still in the city that had survived the twelve missiles poured out together.
They charged toward the Hunt Mecha-Dragon.
This was exactly what he wanted.
High in the sky, in Hunt Mode, even after expending all twelve missiles, its autocannons alone made it something these Goblins could not defeat, as long as the Void Electric Furnace kept supplying power.
Ye Qiyan had no intention of using Transcendence Mode's Transcendence Warhead on these monsters.
After all, that would consume most of his stamina and mental energy.
They were merely a bunch of Goblins.
There was absolutely no need to use it.
The demons appeared beside him.
They met the vast Goblin Legion and began their slaughter.
This place was already a battlefield.
Thunder rumbled, and red rain fell.
The Raven Demon's Black Feather Storm kept expanding.
It left no survivors in its wake.
Beneath this Red Tears Rain, the mindless Goblins developed an instinctive fear of war.
Some wanted to flee.
Yet there was nowhere to run.
Lacking Wisdom did not mean they could not go mad.
Slaughter-
What did it matter how many of these little Goblins there were?
Machines and demons joined forces to cut them down.
They presented their master with a bloody killing field of monsters.
Tap-
Tap-
Leather boots stepped through water.
Strolling through the rain.
Ye Qiyan walked across this battlefield made