(I'm truly sorry, QQ Reading app readers. You can only read the web version... I don't know why the app didn't sync; there are no issues with the mobile site or PC version. This old man begs for forgiveness, tears streaming down his face.)
When the smoke and dust cleared.
There stood a gorgeous moon-white mecha.
Its head hung low, its body leaned forward, and its slender frame possessed a beauty universally acknowledged throughout the cosmos.
But...
This mecha, standing only twelve meters tall, held an enormous military saber nearly ten meters long upside down in its right hand!
Its left hand steadily supported the spine near the saber's tip.
The narrow, elongated blade gleamed with a biting chill.
From edge to spine, delicate and concealed crescent patterns were deeply engraved across the blade, now emitting a faint white radiance.
The high temperature was scorching the air.
Someone was resisting!
Mu Changlie, piloting Wind Traveler, abruptly widened his eyes.
He did not see the shadow behind that suddenly appearing moon-white radiance. He only saw the Spiral Crossbow veering off course.
"Who is it?!"
"Die!"
Mu Changlie's furious roar came from Wind Traveler's head.
The light-gray mecha suddenly drew its long saber, and blazing blue flames erupted simultaneously from the twin engine ports on its back.
The Ripper had already left Moon Whisper. The ship had lost its strongest support, and Mu Changlie would use the saber in his hand to ruthlessly sever the enemy's head.
Within the darkness...
Deep within those jet-black pupils, an icy green glow slowly lit up.
Mu Fan's gaze was calm and unruffled. His body, entwined in green vines, slowly assumed a stance.
His body lowered.
The narrow, elongated blade pressed forward with him.
He took a step forward, then suddenly swept out with a