"What if I don't allow it?"
Xiahou Danxin, whose eyes glittered with intensity, suddenly looked fierce as his voice thundered.
The Mechanical Scarecrow and Mechanical Gazelle King immediately switched to battle mode.
One with wings like blades spread across its back, poised like an arrow ready to be shot.
One bent its knee, activated its external combat bones, and a stunning light illuminated beneath its feet.
A great battle—on the verge of erupting!
With the tension of a drawn sword and taut crossbow—the atmosphere intensified as Xiahou Danxin regained his senses!
"Then you have no say in the matter."
Ye Hanjun slowly gripped the Cross Thunder Sword behind him, and in a flash, a thunder-shaped electric arc coursed through his body.
Exclusive to the storm's oppression, he alone countered two fully mechanical bodies.
If one looked head-on, that sword was akin to a golden wheel of thunder and electricity.
