When those thunderous names in the Free World echoed one after another, the Northern Alliance soldiers, watching the [Sphinx] fall over in all directions, looked at the shattered limbs among the mecha group, their minds went blank.
The ten mechas that came to the base were these top-level Mech Knights renowned on Mars.
And as for the other forty mechas, who are they?
When such figures gather together, driving high-performance military mechas, accustomed to fierce fighting, who can stop them?
The skills and war techniques that the Guard Armor Company usually bragged about are all nonsense! The people inside those Green Mechas were formerly arena fighters, but their killing moves now are faster, more ruthless, and more concise than those in the Guard Company.
If there were still traces of civilian techniques observable on the Guard Company, those long-famous commanders, the War Gods, had reached a realm of returning to simplicity.
