Sidi's mind went blank for a brief, suffocating instant before a chill swept through his entire body.
Every thought was cast aside at that moment.
The Mo Huo Mecha blazed like a torch, its hands forming seals at lightning speed.
The massive phantom of a fire lotus behind it bloomed instantly. Then, from the edges of its petals, a flame lotus as enormous and magnificent as a celestial body materialized in the starry void.
Final Elegy—Death Withering!
The scarlet lotus was at its most resplendent the instant it appeared, but in the blink of an eye, it began to wither, decay, and shrink.
In that instant, everything within tens of thousands of meters before and behind the Mo Huo Mecha shattered and collapsed.
This was Mo Huo's ultimate killing skill.
Centered on itself, it was a devastating attack that harmed the enemy for a thousand while injuring itself for eight hundred—powerful enough to collapse a celestial body.
Yet in his field of vision, that mecha utterly ignored the spatial turbulence produced in that instant and charged straight in.
The long blade slashed down, and the two mechas crossed in a fierce clash.
Asura pierced through the colossal ink lotus like a red line, its body slowly coming to a halt.
Countless ink-black flames seemed to struggle across the battered surface of its frame, trying to corrode the mecha completely.
Yet those ink-black flames silently went out.
The Blood Hell Blade in Asura's hand was no longer wreathed in lightning. It looked like nothing more than a dark crimson military saber.
Combined with its dim, cracked exterior, Asura appeared to have reached the end of its strength. It hung motionless in space.
Tens of thousands of meters behind it, the area where the ink lotus had withered and collapsed was still