Fake Owner·Swallower suddenly had a realization.
"Prince Sith, we are here."
At this moment, Sith's communication channel sounded with numerous voices.
In the distant starry sky, streams of light rushed forward, not just those two Fake V Generation Mechas·Ghost Shadow catching up, but also five Fake V Generation Biological Mechas and more than twenty IV Generation Mechas.
They all locked onto the V Generation Biological Mecha·Light of Sin Abyss.
Sith slightly frowned, calmly said: "All of you, stay put, do not engage."
"But, Your Highness."
"This is an order!"
Sith said unequivocally, mainly because their involvement would only lead to their deaths; this level of battle wasn't something they could partake in.
"Understood!"
...
Su Mo turned his head to look at the personnel from the Galmotos Empire catching up, feeling increasingly uneasy.
