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.

Philip’s performance, his

seemed to be weakening, and everyone gained a boost of

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

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

“Close

came in a timely manner, many people did not close their eyes in time.

looking

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

that

swordsmanship suddenly

that the stronger the sword intent, the more damage it

it

his sword intent when his sword was infinitely close to the mecha. With one strike, the mecha’s head flew out, and its body collapsed and scattered all over the

ball of very strong sword intent floated