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.

around slightly affected Philip’s performance,

seemed to be weakening, and everyone gained a boost of confidence. They attacked

They retreated to the corners and raised the swords in their hands without the slightest deviation in their

swords suddenly became brighter. A person closest to them noticed that the black light had the potential to devour all

shouted, “Close

his shout came in a timely manner, many people did not close their eyes in time. They lost their eyesight temporarily,

time, the mechas moved again, looking for those affected

they did not even block the attacks raining down on them. Screams were heard one after

that was

the place, his rules of swordsmanship suddenly exploded. He cut off the

the sword intent, the more

it

it safe, Philip released his sword intent when his sword was infinitely close to the mecha. With one strike, the

ball of very strong sword intent floated in