Before Amiclair could catch a breath, Su Mo controlled the mecha to charge madly, swinging the Thunder God's Spear towards Amiclair with the force of a thunderstorm.
Amiclair hurriedly raised its sharp, segmented spike to block.
Every time it blocked, it felt like being struck on the head with a club, its body jolting violently.
And yet that was not the most terrifying part. The most terrifying thing was that the creator, Resentful Guilt Phantom Bone, fought more ferociously the longer it battled. Negative energy pollution was continuously emerging, causing the entire mecha to become increasingly frenzied, each attack more violent than the last.
A trace of panic appeared in Amiclair's heart, indeed it was just as the saying went, those with bare feet need not fear those with shoes.
"What a madman!"
