Even if it was hit by the mecha's vibration blade, it would only roar and attack more fiercely.
More than 8,000 evil gods were like a black tide. Wherever they passed, the mechas collapsed, and some were directly dismantled into parts.
Some were dragged by the evil gods and their drivers rolled in the void, with screams of agony coming one after another.
At the edge of the battlefield, Taoist Xuanqi suddenly stood up, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
"Is this... a divine evil? The legendary monster created through forbidden rituals? Martin actually controls such an army!"
The burly man from the ancient plane also put away his smile and stared at those evil gods.
"No wonder they dared to invade the Matrix Galaxy in the form of a fleet. It turns out they are so confident..."
People from other forces also changed their expressions, and looked at the Martin fleet with a little more fear.
This kind of monster that devours lives and ignores pain is really terrifying.
Martin stood on the giant dragon, looking at the black storm raised by the evil army, his face calm.
Exposing the evil is risky, but it is the only way to break the deadlock at this moment.
He raised his hand to signal the dragon knight to make way, allowing the evil gods to wreak havoc - he wanted to let everyone see the consequences of those who dared to block his way.
"Krent," Martin's voice spread across the battlefield through the public channel, "Is this all your mecha army is capable of?"
Inside the command ship, Prince Krent's face turned pale as he stared at the mechas collapsing on the screen and slammed his fist on the console.
"Madman... This Martin is a madman!"
In the void, the roar of the evil gods and the explosion of the mechas intertwined into a melody of despair, and Martin's eyes.
He has crossed the chaotic battlefield and headed deeper into the Matrix Galaxy - that is his real goal.
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