As Li Haotian piloted the Prototype Unit into the battle, the Griffin Legion led by Kudran immediately felt the pressure decrease sharply.
And when the sword light began to swing widely in the air, they became mere spectators.
In the sky, looking as Li Haotian piloted that gigantic metallic puppet to perform various maneuvers among the giant dragons.
Below, Holy Knight Turayang stared wide-eyed, his eyes shining brightly, dazzled by Li Haotian's brilliant display of combat skills.
"Wow—The angle of that sword strike is so damn precise!"
"Damn! What kind of swordsmanship is this descent from the sky? Such swift speed!"
"My god! How does he manage to control such a large metallic puppet and still unleash so many sword shadows?"
"So powerful! I never imagined Lord Haotian's mastery of martial skills would be so high! Compared to him, I feel like a fake Holy Knight!"
