"Flesh is weak, mechanical ascension is the true path; everyone else has gone astray."
Wu Chai Xing retracted his laser sword and uttered a pretentious line.
Dark Crow's corpse fell onto the flat head of the giant demolition robot. Wu Chai Xing lightly shifted his foot, stepping on the corpse to prevent it from sliding off as the giant demolition robot climbed uphill.
After all, this was a trophy of war.
Later, he could even insult Dark Crow's corpse to emotionally target Li Cunxu.
Wu Chai Xing truly hated Li Cunxu.
With twelve mechanical matrices, he could have a continuous supply of demolition robots.
But with all the mechanical matrices dead, his future was undoubtedly doomed.
Although he still had an army of demolition robots, without reinforcements, each robot used was one less he had.
