A fifty-four-thousand-ton Steel Giant was in a frantic sprint.
The earth groaned under the weight of the Cyclops's feet, each step gouging a massive crater into the surface.
However, a dozen or so Flying Golems were already screaming in from the sky, their speed far surpassing the land-bound titan.
PEW PEW PEW—!
Streams of energy beams crisscrossed to form a net, blanketing the area.
Piloting the Cyclops, Allen made no move to dodge, instead directly activating its Super AT Force Field.
A pale yellow shield flared to life, deflecting all the attacks.
As he ran, he cursed up a storm internally.
'Damn it! Why didn't I spend the extra money to install a flight module on this thing!'
He felt like he was in a main battle tank being hounded by a squadron of attack helicopters—possessing earth-shattering power, yet unable to touch his enemies.
The number of pursuers was growing. On the ground, more Golems joined the encirclement.
