"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
At this moment, the entire world was incredibly silent. Only the subtle sound of the void engine at full power, emitting powerful energy, could be heard. Apart from that, there was no other noise, as the fearsome momentum from both sides seemed to erase all other sounds.
"Five Grandmasters!?"
On the far right of the Flying Level camp, a slender, exquisite mecha with twelve pairs of scorching white-hot wings hovered slightly. The operator of the Holy Light Angel, Gao Yu, looked down with pupils shrinking to needlepoints.
"Since they're waiting for us here."
"Then Tianfeng is probably already..."
Beside him, a purple-gold mecha spoke cautiously. This person was Tianfeng's friend, the highest senator of the Metal Council, Yuan Qing, who controlled the Flying Level mech, the "Purple Gold King," renowned for its terrifying speed and attack power.
"Did you... kill Tianfeng?"
