The First Heir

Hardy glanced at Philip meaningfully before he chose a mecha and charged forth.

“Claire, wish me luck,” Although his hands were shaking, Carter smiled at Claire and rushed forward.

Philip stepped forward slowly and picked up a sword.

Fire sprang from his hands and wrapped around the sword.

His eyes became serious, and he said, “This is enough to turn you into scrap metal.”

For a while, all the top experts from various forces sprang into action. If this offensive failed again, the entire troop would be wiped out. Although there was help on hand, Philip wanted to fight a mecha single-handedly.

Most of the people were five or six stars with a few seven stars in between. Even if not everyone was proficient with a sword, they could fight this mecha just by the speed and strength of swinging a sword.

affected Philip’s performance, his every strike accurately hit the joints of the

the four mechas seemed to be weakening, and everyone gained a boost of confidence.

of their attack range. They retreated to the corners and raised the swords in their hands without the slightest deviation in their

them noticed

shouted, “Close

manner, many people did not close their eyes in time. They lost their eyesight

time, the mechas moved again, looking

target in mind, the mechas’ attacks became fiercer, and they did not even block the attacks raining down on them. Screams were heard one

that

swordsmanship suddenly

the stronger the sword intent, the more damage it

while it was

his sword was infinitely close to the mecha. With one strike, the mecha’s head flew

sword intent floated in front of