For many years, the Jiepengbam God has always watched over him. The divine power of that great deity is everywhere. Just five minutes, just five minutes!
In his bloodshot eyes, everything disappeared. The mountains, trees, sunlight, rocks, everything vanished. Even the sounds seemed to fade away... except for his own heartbeat.
Everything outside the mecha, twisted in the high-speed run.
Distance, time... the whole world was reduced to just these two things.
Over mountains, down valleys, across streams, climbing steep slopes, racing along ridges, finally, that damned battlefield, filled with countless thunders, was right in front of him.
The view cleared up slowly as the slope of the hill disappeared.
Zhongshan Yi stood atop the hill, staring blankly at the valley basin... it was a vision of hell. Countless corpses, countless mecha remains lined up along a winding path stretching towards 415 Highland.
Numerous fiery blazes scattered across the flat ground, thick smoke rolling.
