"Boss, our mechas have already developed to the third generation. With these mechas, Lin Feng is undoubtedly dead!" Dressed in camouflage gear, the tall David looked at the mecha forces in front of him with great pride. He was all too familiar with the performance of these mechas—genuine killing machines. No matter how powerful Lin Feng was, survival under the attack of this Mecha Legion was simply impossible. Not only humans, even gods couldn't withstand this!
"Hmm!"
Hearing David's words, Edward revealed a knowing smile, as if he had already envisioned Lin Feng being torn apart by these mechas. They were merely waiting—waiting for nightfall—to lead these mechas in hunting Lin Feng down. Edward thought to himself that Lin Feng must die tonight; with so many mechas, not even a divine figure could escape them!
