The swarm of Black Mecha surged forward, attempting to charge into the tail formation of the frantically fleeing Red Mecha Group.
Suddenly, two White Mecha, like two lightning-fast pale ghosts, shot out from the tail of the Red Mecha Group and plunged into the Black Mecha swarm.
The sound of metal collision abruptly roared. Moments later, as the two White Mecha leaped back into the Red Mecha Group, four massive fireballs erupted and burned in the rampaging black metal wave. The fireballs cast a crimson glow over the dark jungle. Moments later, two successive explosions resonated in the valley, earth-shattering.
The tragic fate of their comrades did not make the Black Mecha retreat in the slightest.
One after another, the Black Mecha pressed forward silently and resolutely, their fierce posture akin to a pride of famished lions hunting after a herd of buffaloes. No matter the cost, they wouldn't let their prey escape.
