Dudian’s body twisted again. He skidded to the back of the creator’s shoulder. He felt an unusual sense of danger as his wings expanded, the Gale filled the inner part of his wings and stopped his body. He saw a white light flash past the gap between his shoulder and the creator’s.
Dudian saw the mech next to him shoot out a laser from his finger.
“Holy Light Strike!”
Anger flashed across the short-haired youth’s face. He coldly looked at the mech next to him. Although he was angry but he didn’t miss this opportunity, the target had entered the range of fifty meters of holy light. He immediately used the most violent way to counterattack!
