"Without the Relic's abilities, they can only resort to the simplest physical methods. But that's still not to be underestimated. There are an astonishing number of Sky Soldiers in this city; the ones we saw before were only a small portion. This is bound to be a hard battle. Are you ready?"
Wang Chuan asked gravely. Mo Ling and Li Luo exchanged a glance, then nodded together.
"Little Purple, come back!"
Li Luo called Little Purple back onto herself and prepared for battle.
"The batch of Sky Soldiers under my control is on its way. We need to hold them off for a while first." Wang Chuan stared at the sky, slowly clenching his fist.
The sky looked like a suit of armor covered in metal scales. The armor rose and fell slightly with the wind, like the skin of some colossal beast. The Sky Soldiers were transforming into scales, seemingly brewing some terrifying attack.
Looking at the darkened sky, Mo Ling felt as though he were gazing up at an enormous "fish." He could not see its entire body, only a small part of it rolling and swimming through the cloud mist, as if it would pounce downward at any moment.
A stifling atmosphere spread over the ruins. The Sky Soldiers seemed to be adjusting their structure, stacking layer upon layer, becoming increasingly solid and dense. Their irregular polyhedral faces fit tightly together like a firmly arranged tangram, every Sky Soldier occupying its own designated position.
It was incredibly similar to the matrix Mo Ling had seen before, yet far larger and more terrifying. The surface of the matrix rippled like water, as though that "fish" were swaying its body in one final struggle.
Watching this, Mo Ling suddenly recalled the strange experience he had undergone when traveling from