Chapter 812: Attack Again, the Divine Machine Dragon

Several balls of fire exploded one after another, making it impossible for people to see what was going on in the blazing fire.

Those mechas twitched their eyelids and noticed something was wrong.

"His radar signature disappeared!"

Someone was startled and immediately reacted: "It's a stealth mecha, be careful to steal it..."

Before the man could finish speaking, a mecha rushed out from the edge of the rich firelight with an energy shield. Because it blocked the explosion, the energy shield was obviously very dim!

Then, it exploded at a speed that was almost impossible to react, and Shadow Moon passed directly between the three mechas...

Boom boom boom! !

There were three explosions in a row, and the three mechas exploded. After the strong fire, An Zhe suddenly stopped in the sky, Yingyue.

The dim light blue energy shield is slowly becoming brighter, as if energy is continuously replenishing it.

"So strong..." Some of the mecha users who followed the guardians whispered softly in shock. Shadow Moon's fierce offensive made them all startled.

The unidentified mecha warriors were also shocked by Anzhe's terrifying lethality, and five or six more mecha warriors flew over and blocked Anzhe's front.

It was at this moment that the ten mecha users who were destroying the protective formation stopped and successfully blasted a small sphere into the protective formation!

"finished!"

The person who seemed to be the leader among them looked happy. After saying this, he immediately turned back and stopped in front of An Zhe and the others.

Anzhe stepped forward with his sword in hand, but under the joint attack of several mecha users, he had no choice but to stop and frowned at the ten mecha users in front of him.

Anzhe's heart sank as his eyes swept over their mechas.

"You are not mecha from the empire, you are from the border tribes."

He spoke coldly, already understanding something in his heart.

Sure enough, once the empire is in turmoil, these border tribes can't wait to jump out and cause trouble!

What was that thing they just got into the formation?

What are these guys planning...

Anzhe couldn't help but feel irritated.

During this period of time, the devil was causing trouble, which had already troubled him a lot, and now that the border tribes were jumping out to cause trouble again, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Do it!"

He wasted no time and shouted directly at Miraj and the others, driving Shadow Moon straight towards the mecha user blocking the road!

Miraj and many mechas came forward, and counting the defenders who were originally here, they already had a suppressive advantage in terms of numbers.

A group of mecha warriors charged wildly. Under the suppression of powerful firepower, and with the presence of someone like An Zhe, whose strength was completely disproportionate to his level, these dozen mecha warriors were unable to withstand them at all.

In just two minutes, this mecha unit was completely wiped out by An Zhe and the others.

With the five remaining survivors, Anzhe and the others came to the front of the protective formation, where they had placed some kind of bead.

"You'd better tell yourself what it is." Anzhe frowned and spoke coldly.

In response to him, the few people who survived by chance looked as if they were dead, which made Anzhe feel a little depressed.

When he walked to the protective formation, he found that the protective formation was still running and seemed not to be affected.

"Take them back for interrogation." Miraj said to Anzhe after thinking for a while.

Anzhe had no choice. After checking the protective formation again, he could only nod.

Returning to the place where the concert was, those people were still immersed in the Valkyrie's singing and were completely unaware of the battle that had just occurred in the distance.

Anzhe couldn't help but sigh helplessly, and found Metas with the five tribal prisoners.

"Has a bead been put in..."

Metas frowned. He didn't know what these people put in, and according to his speculation, it was probably them themselves who didn't know what they put in.

"How will they deal with it?" Anzhe said softly, looking at the five people with cold eyes, looking very unwelcome.

It doesn't matter that they are demons after all. He doesn't feel any psychological pressure when killing them, but these five are human beings, and he doesn't have Esdeath's hobby of torturing captives.

In a head-on conflict, just kill. After all, there is no mercy. But since they were already prisoners, he didn't want to hurt them anymore.

"Well, let's put it aside for now. I think they will reveal their target soon. Before that, we must take strict precautions. Compared with this, I have a very bad news to tell you."

Metas lowered his face and took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Just when you were stopping them, I received news that nearly two hundred mechas were secretly lurking from the edge of the battlefield. There may be gods among them. Machine Dragon.”

"Are you with them?" Miraj was slightly startled and asked involuntarily.

Metas glanced at the captives and exhaled: "I can only think it's them. Some tribes want to take advantage of the situation and rob them."

"Anyway... let's prepare for battle first. The enemy this time is not a demon, but we can't take it lightly."

The major general said this, stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brow, and ordered several people to escort the prisoners away.

Anzhe stood quietly and didn't move, and suddenly spoke softly to Metas.

"Leave this matter to me."

"Um?"

Metas was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, and then stared at Anzhe: "Although I know that you are a sixth-level ability user, there are so many mecha users, and you alone cannot stop them."

Anzhe grinned: "I didn't say I was the one to go. I'll ask others to take action."

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The battlefield area outside Shahar City was surrounded by a desolate scene. Anzhe drove Shadow Moon to the outside of the battlefield alone.

He told Metas that he wanted help to deal with the lurking mecha users, but in fact, he just wanted to use his divine machine dragon.

Bahamut is a powerful sixth-level divine machine dragon. Anzhe didn't want to expose this, so he made an excuse.

Because what happened before in the quarantine area cast a shadow on his heart, and he wanted to find out about it.

Moving forward rapidly, Anzhe searched for traces of the army. After searching carefully, he detected a residual energy fluctuation.

"I just passed here not long ago..."

Anzhe murmured softly to himself. He had trained tracking skills before, so he found the traces of the enemy.

That direction...is it really going to the quarantine area...

Anzhe's eyes moved slightly, and after caressing the ring on his finger, a black casing sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

With the shell sword erected in front of him, Anzhe redeemed his ability and chanted loudly.

Manifest! The tyrannosaurus devouring the flesh and blood of the gods cuts through the sky of black clouds!

"Bahamut!"

As the talisman light shone, the dark divine machine dragon appeared, holding up Anzhe's body instead of Shadow Moon, and chased away in an instant!

A minute later, he saw a group of mecha troops with optical camouflage turned on!