Above the new continent, following the dispersal of the heatwave from the explosion, a cyan-colored giant sword phantom appeared in the sky.
Steven looked up at the massive sword overhead, his brow furrowing slightly. He quickly sent a telepathic message to William, "Master, please spare his life."
William didn't respond to Steven. If he truly wanted to kill Victor, no one could stop him.
But right now, he was simply enjoying the mech.
Killing...
If Victor died from the mech's attack, it would just be his bad luck.
The giant sword Victor had conjured in the air was now fully formed, striking like thunder.
A smile appeared on William's face. This mech's arsenal was quite extensive, including a weapon called a micro-ion cannon.
He slowly raised the mech's arm, and with a thought, a white ray of light burst forth from the tip of the mech's fingers.
Steven couldn't help but swallow hard at this sight.
