"What is that thing?" Everyone stared at the more than a thousand war machines, their eyes filled with fear. None of them had seen such terrifying combat machines before.
The Sacred Metaphor members trained by the Hand of God Association were no match for these war machines!
They originally thought they could easily handle Zhang Menglong, but it turned out they were the clowns themselves!
"Sacred Metaphor? More like 'Shoddy Metaphor'! Not a single one can fight!" Zhang Menglong was even a little regretful, given that training these people consumed a large amount of Time Coins. If that money were saved and given to him, wouldn't it be delightful?
"Whoosh!" A laser beam struck the ground beside a Level Five member who was planning to sneak away. "This is just a warning. If anyone else tries to run, the next shot will be aimed at your heads."
Everyone instantly froze like statues, not daring to move. They couldn't believe they were actually surrounded by Zhang Menglong alone.
