The icy sword light cut through the setting sun, like a scythe in late autumn, scraping across the earth, harvesting life.
At first, it was just the clashing sounds of sword beams, mixed with mechanical roars and the jetting of tail flames.
But soon, this sound turned into the hiss of sharp blades slicing through metal, the sizzle of leaking electricity, and the booming sound of high-performance battery explosions.
In the blossoming flames, that blood-soaked figure stepped forward one step at a time.
This was not a battle, but a one-sided massacre.
The silhouettes charged towards the heavily wounded figure standing at the center of the battlefield without any hesitation, only to be cut down like straw by the shimmering Mantis Blade, scattering into explosive flames and shattered parts.
Streaks of flickering light flashed across the sky, the sound of micro laser cannons and plasma cannons firing.
