As long as one wasn't blind, one could see the fleet's deep hostility toward the Tibet warship.
But why was the Tibet warship here?
The slender, diminutive Asura Mecha hovered high in the air, yet it was like a devil god looking down upon all living things.
The instant Asura stopped, the SS-grade Mecha Blood Devil standing at the very front of the abyss raised its head.
Red Devil narrowed his eyes and looked through the optical sight.
Asura's figure gradually enlarged within his crimson pupils.
Sa Menkaer raised the steel ruler sword in his hand high and slashed down in an instant.
Bang!
A spinning gray whirlwind tore through space in an instant.
Brilliant sparks exploded across the steel ruler sword.
The blade was knocked aside, and the Folding Ruler Mecha was blasted back more than ten meters.
"Every damn cat and rat thinks they can climb onto Grandpa's head now."
A bold laugh rang across the sky.
"What bullshit Red Domain Squad? If you've got the guts, kill your Grandpa Eagle right now."
A mountain peak shattered with a boom, and a piercing eagle cry resounded beneath the sky.
A black-gray figure instantly swept out an enormous folded character in the sky, then slowly came to a halt in midair, its massive eagle wings spreading behind it.
Under the sunlight, the black-gray mecha resembled an eagle spreading its wings, carrying an indescribable dominance.
A long rifle taller than the mech itself was slowly drawn from its back with one hand. Faint blue smoke rose from its muzzle, clearly showing that the shot that had struck Folding Ruler moments ago had come from it.
Upon hearing that voice, Sa Menkaer shifted his attention from the Tibet warship to the mecha shining brilliantly in the sky—Eagle Emperor!
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