Li Mo was unwilling to accept the facts before him. He had prepared the sect-annihilation plan with the utmost care, yet he had actually been destroyed solely by Thirty-Six Hours himself! He was confident that the other sects would have recordings of this fight.
Li Mo was even more unwilling to the fact that all his efforts had become a stepping stone for Thirty-Six Hours to charge toward higher peaks of fame.
Dragon Hall must be destroyed and annihilated! Thirty-Six Hours also must be killed! Li Mo threw caution into the wind. The following is an equivalent in reality: he was like a relatively wealthy man who had sold over half of his stocks to buy this ancient mobile armor.
Of course, in the eyes of everyone present, this mobile armor was still a fortress of war that could move.
"Log off! Run away!"
Qin Fen yelled loudly. He quickly swung the M134 Vulcan Cannon in his hands toward the small alley.
