The black helmet obscured his face, its strange glow sending chills down your spine.
It didn't seem like something you could communicate with... begging for mercy would probably be pointless.
"Damn, this third force is that powerful?"
Martial artists, always causing trouble! They call this an ancient army? What kind of ancient army looks like this?
"Why are you running? Stand your ground!" The figure slowly rose to his feet. The gears on his armor began to spin rapidly, with one even able to see the sparks flying from beneath them.
Like a dragon guarding its treasure, it opened its eyes.
The crowd gasped and quickly turned to run, brandishing their weapons.
However, Li Changhe and the Moon God hesitated for a moment, feeling that they had seen this armour before.
As they were pondering, Li Changhe suddenly had a thought. His overhead hawk view noticed the commotion a hundred meters away.
He couldn't help but smirk, casting aside any other thoughts, he steadied his mind.
