"No reaction at all?"
"It seems... neither of these cultivators has reached the 'Saint Immortal Realm'."
"Truly disappointing."
...
These were the thoughts of the young man piloting the two mechs.
They were inside the mechs, faces filled with hostility, eyes showing clear disappointment.
Disappointed in Wyatt Barnes and his companion's strength.
It's important to know that even a cultivator at the 'Saint Immortal First Transformation' would not be this passive before their attack...
"So weak..."
Nok, standing not far away, coldly watched this scene with a disdainful sneer on his face.
However, in the next moment, the sneer on his face froze.
"How is this possible?!"
The exclamations came from the two young men piloting the mechs.
At this moment, one of the mechs had already reached Wyatt Barnes, and the steel blade in its hand was thrust towards Wyatt's chest.
With the power of this blade, even a thick steel plate would be easily pierced!
