The Silver Mecha gazed into the distance, lingering in its original spot for a while.
In the end, it quickly turned around and darted deep into the Mountain Villa.
Silent cavern, at the entrance.
Two Void Abyss Guardians had finished their battle, emerging from the cave shrouded in dust and smoke. A faint blue Energy Particle Stream trailed their path, visible from afar like transparent ribbons flanking the Mecha.
"Whoosh!"
In the distance, a silver streak of light fell from the sky, landing heavily.
"Hm?"
"Where is he?"
The helmeted brow of Number One, the leader of the operation team, furrowed.
"Sorry, Captain, I let him escape."
Number Two's voice was slightly subdued.
Number One's gaze sharpened, immediately noticing the wound on the chest of the Silver Mecha—a broad, deep palm print. He spoke.
"To damage Void Alloy, this person's strength cannot be underestimated, most likely a sect leader from the Martial Arts Association. His escape is not your fault…"
