The roar of the battle mechs' weapons continued, and the Moly Demon was growling.
But this commotion had nothing to do with the many Newbloods hiding on the sidelines of the battlefield.
Most of the Newbloods had only one thought in their minds: Who is this?
They were bewildered.
The Moly Demon's power, previously demonstrated when it destroyed those formidable mechs as easily as cutting grass, had already been deeply seared into their minds.
It was a terror that sent chills down the spines of mere onlookers, making their bodies tremble.
The true meaning of the "Survival" mission had been perfectly interpreted.
But now... someone had appeared out of nowhere. And with a BOOM, they had sent the Moly Demon flying?!
Who is this guy? He's so strong! And... he's so brave! Daring to face the Moly Demon head-on...
"It's him!"
On the Second Floor of the Mall Building, Bald Teng Xiangqing involuntarily took two steps forward when he saw the figure appear in the field.
