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Wild is the Sava seen in the eyes of everyone in the Flame Legion, with his sword in hand, his long hair fluttering, his eyes like lightning, and his roar like thunder.

The calm Sava saw himself in his eyes, wantonly swaying with boiling battle intent and strong strength, but his eyes covered the entire battlefield outside Oxhorn Town, those mecha with superb operation skills, those mecha trying to organize and restore order, would be discovered by him at the first time, and then slashed under the knife in every possible way.

At the same time, he was already quietly thinking about a way out.

Fight a little more! The battlefield is already chaotic at this moment, and if it can't be cleaned up, the situation of a great rout is just around the corner!

When the Flame Legion is defeated, it is the best moment for Sava to get out of the siege! In the chaotic rout, no one cares about his disappearance, they will only rush back to their lair in panic......

Sava was indifferently slaughtering, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he knew that this rout of the Flame Legion was almost inevitable!

Almost this means that there is only an extremely slim probability that an exception can be made.

But life in the world is originally a miracle pieced together by countless extremely slim probabilities.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly resounded throughout the audience: "Flame Legion, all retreat one mile and regroup!"

The chaotic battlefield stood still for a second, then suddenly became orderly - all the mechs retreated neatly.

Sava followed the roar, a huge mecha ten meters high and ten meters wide, with eight huge legs falling one after another, rushing towards him, all the mechs that stood in front of him quickly got out of the way, forming a smooth path before him and Savo.

It's a beast-shaped mecha that Sava has never seen before!

Sava slashed out with a tiger tooth, and slashed more than a dozen mechas, only then did he retract his knife and take a detailed look at the beastly mecha that rushed in a hurry.

This mecha is like a crawling spider, crawling quickly on eight long legs, but countless long metal tentacles are sticking out of its back, which are flying all over the sky. These tentacles appear to be extremely flexible, and at the same time extremely sharp, looking like they can be sliced apart even if they are steel.

In the blink of an eye, the spider mecha had rushed in front of him, and the metal tentacles were overwhelmingly whipped down, and Sava refused to weaken his momentum, so he didn't retreat a step, and met it with a chaotic blade strike, allocating countless tentacles at the moment.

Orcs and mechs fight fast, and in the blink of an eye, the blades exchange thousands of shots.

Sava only has one knife after all, and it is impossible to use such explosive combat skills as random blade strikes endlessly. The spider mecha has hundreds of tentacles, so it naturally takes advantage of the fight.

Savoy's figure flashed, leaving an illusion in its place, and he fell backwards.

With a pop, a tentacle actually burst the air, tearing the phantom apart, and Sava couldn't help but look at it out of the corner of his eye—this melee attack power was truly terrifying.

Seeing that the tiger man who had just killed the Quartet was forced to retreat with one move, those mecha who retreated to the opposite direction suddenly rekindled their morale and applauded loudly.

"Savoy, the tiger man, is really a great name for a long time. The spider mecha shattered the phantom, and instead of chasing, a voice was heard. "In Shimokoliro, Captain of the Flame Legion, it really makes me very happy to see you today. ”

Sure enough, it's this man!

Sava looked at the strange armor in front of him and slowly spoke: "Since it is the commander of the legion, then this mecha must be the famous Flame Devil?"

In today's popularity of humanoid mechas, bestial mecha are extremely rare. But every beast mecha is basically a product of great purpose.

The Flame Devil was specially created to target the strong in the Misty Forest.

The eight-legged design gives it the ability to pass at high speed in all terrain, facilitating rampage in the forest. And hundreds of extremely sharp tentacles almost restrained all close combatants. Even if it is as strong as Savoy, in a face-to-face fight, it is actually a losing move.

"If I were a mage," Sava said slowly, "it wouldn't be easy for you to get close. ”

"Mage?" the Flame Devil let out a chuckle, and a tentacle was raised in the air, aimed at Sava in the distance.

With a soft snort, a red laser shot emanated from the small hole in the tip of the tentacle. Sava flashed, and the laser hit the ground, and a bottomless hole appeared, and the entrance of the hole was charred and black, and a wisp of black smoke floated out.

Now Sava was really moved.

A fully four-star mecha, but for the Misty Forest, it is more intimidating than an ordinary five-star mecha.

If there are no large-scale missile or artillery weapons, one star will be deducted for firepower, one star will be deducted for action if they cannot fly, and one star will be deducted for protection if they are not the thickest armor.

But when the opponents are warriors and mages, these relative disadvantages all become advantages.

Although there are no mass damage weapons, how many mages can dodge laser sneak attacks with extremely strong penetration and speed? How many warriors can survive the sharp whip that is quick and easy? Although they can't fly, the all-terrain passability brought by the eight legs is enough to chase anyone who has no way to go up to the sky and no way to enter the ground; although the armor is not thick enough, the four-star solidity is almost indestructible for the forest relics with the purple gold rank as the supreme combat power!

It's not a five-star, it's better than a five-star!

This is the evaluation that Sava made in his heart about the Flame Devil after a face-to-face encounter.

What's more, its pilot is an eight-star mecha master at his peak!

Whether it was the Flame Overlord who was completely torn apart, or the hundreds of ordinary mechs scattered all over the ground, they never diverted Kliro's attention from beginning to end.

Although he couldn't see the person of Corero, the master's keen perception made Sava know that the leader of the Flame Legion was always focused on himself - as long as there was a flaw, he would be greeted with a stormy attack.

Although the Wind Warrior is strong, the city lord of Fran City, Tevor, is in his twilight years, and he has long lost the will to fight beyond life and death.

Although Podel has this will, he is flawed in the level of mecha operation, and the Flame Overlord himself lacks flexibility.

And the Corro in front of him is obviously a cut above his previous opponent.

Savoa's palms warmed slightly.

This is a good opponent that is truly worth fighting!

However, now is not the best time. Sava glanced at the blackened group of mechs behind the Flame Devil - if they were injured, these mechs that he had just killed to the brink of collapse would become deadly killers!

Sava was distracted for a moment, but Coolo seized the opportunity, and with a kick of eight long legs, the Flame Devil rushed straight forward, and a large number of tentacles slashed at him, and Sava had to retreat again.

"Savoa, your strength is really strong!," Kello sighed while chasing, "Today's Blue Star Continent can only be the world of our human race. Any resistance will be in vain!"

Sava dodged again and again, seemingly beaten by a staggered barrage of lashes and lasers.

But there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and a smug look flowed through his eyes.

"Kliro, after all, this is just a four-star mecha!"

Sava roared.