Insult!
It was a complete insult from spirit to body.
The eyes of the two Twilight Mechanical Masters were blood-red, and at this moment their viewpoints reached a surprisingly unanimous agreement.
"Damn Federation, coordinated assault—"
"Twilight Shadow Strike!"
The engines behind the two Twilight Mechas suddenly boosted, and under the control of the Mechanical Masters, the Magnetic Vibration Blades in their hands were raised high, then they quickly began to sidestep in a zigzag pattern, two azure streamers appearing on the battlefield.
Like two charging leopards attacking the same target.
In the cockpit, Mu Fan's face remained calm as still water, and his only action was to throw the Heavy Sword to his side simultaneously as the opponent initiated.
Then he took a step forward, gravel rising like a dragon.
The entire Mecha truly resembled an ancient knight charging from a high ground.
