He had no intention of negotiating with Mu Fan. This was the Ao Han Freedom Alliance. Other than the upper ranks of the Azure Sky Legion, no one could make him lower his proud head, and no one else could challenge his authority.
It was merely a warship that had slipped past inspection by sheer luck.
A hint of mockery showed in Li Genmao's eyes on the light screen. He was not standing before Mu Fan; no matter how powerful the warship's cannons were, they could not reach him.
He felt like a cat toying with a mouse. Though he knew the mouse was doomed, he still wanted to play with it.
He enjoyed watching living beings struggle helplessly.
"Mecha Unit, deploy!"
Thud, thud...
Thud-thud-thud-thud!
First came the sound of steel feet striking the ground. The next moment, the Flame Star guards at the front spread apart, revealing the Mecha Unit striding forward from behind them.
The momentum created by uniform ten-meter-tall mechas charging together was like a thousand troops galloping into battle.
They were not space-combat mechas, but the most ordinary land-based mechas equipped with heavy firepower.
The four mechas at the very front even raised the steel spiral drills mounted on their right arms at the same time.
High-energy shields feared nothing more than high-frequency physical cutting!
This steel assault, led by four A-rank land-based Drill Strikers, would deliver the most direct blow to those within the shield.
"Roar!"
A piercing dragon's cry suddenly rang out from midair.
The charging Flame Star guards instinctively looked up at the sky.
A massive shadow rose into the air. That was... a dragon!?
The pilots and soldiers froze for an instant. They even saw a flash of rage in the mechanical dragon's eyes.
Had this mechanical dragon gained sentience?
Evil Wing