"Run!"
The remaining soldiers, seeing the situation, completely lost their will to fight and turned to flee one after another!
How could Su Mo possibly let them go? He charged towards them like a god of slaughter, swinging his beam saber in a sweeping motion.
Ah~
Screams accompanied by explosions rose one after another!
He sliced through mechas and tanks like chopping watermelon, feeling invincible as if he were cheating—an exhilarating sensation indeed.
"Damn! Run for it!"
The surviving players of the Wet God Guild wished they could grow extra legs to run faster.
Just then, the main force of the Wet God Guild reinforcements converged, with over a hundred Green Shield Mechas charging out. Countless heavy tanks followed, and armed helicopters raced through the sky.
At a distant hillside, a heavy command vehicle raced to the edge of a cliff, and the door opened.
A haughty and handsome man stepped out, dressed in an advanced uniform with a cape, and wearing sunglasses.
