Seeing twelve-year-old Ye Xiao, nine-year-old Su Nuannuan, seven-year-old Jiang Tuntun. Three-year-old Little Fifth leap into the sky wrapped in the blazing seven-colored Rank 7 Family Halo, the kneeling five-thousand-foot Mechanical Blood-Asura thrashed in panicked fury!
Welded inside the chest cavity behind his hexagonal Plot-Armor Barrier, Envoy Xue Sha watched the four children rising through the clouds like four miniature comets.
“Four little brats dare charge my Half-Step Rank 8 body first?!” Xue Sha howled through the metallic speakers, his toothless mouth spraying bloody spittle across his collar. “Insolent little monsters!
Die beneath Upper-Realm heavy ordnance!”
Xue Sha slammed both of his charred elbows down against the auxiliary weapon switches lining his mechanical ribs.
THWUMP-THWUMP-THWUMP-WHOOOOOOSH!
Across the colossal steel shoulders of the kneeling five-thousand-foot giant, sixty armored launch hatches popped open at the exact same instant!
One hundred thirty-foot Upper-Realm Blood-Homing Missiles—each forged from black meteoric iron and packed with soul-burning blood plasma—screamed out of the launch tubes!
