The Western Lonely Spirit Mountain is the end of Great Xia, and the huge mountain range spans the land of several Great Xia. The mountain is several kilometers high, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow that does not melt all year round, and the wind blowing from nowhere becomes cold here, blowing some snow particles like a knife, making a whining sound in the air.

To the south of the Western Lonely Spirit Mountain are some uncivilized tribes, but the mountain that separates it from Great Xia is too high. Otherwise, the hard-working and brave people of Daxia will definitely help them civilize as soon as possible and let them live a good life.

To the west of Ewest is another huge country, the Star Sea Alliance, in which there are countless countries, but most of them obey the orders of the Rose Country, the Kingdom of Britain and the Kingdom of Prussia.

And on the slopes of this tall Xilin Ling Mountain, there were several human-like figures, and they seemed to be completely unrestricted from walking on the mountain road. The cold wind that can blow a person's bones can't move their bodies, and the snow particles that can cut through a person's skin are just a small sound.

"How long do we have to go? I'm fed up with the weather, it's so bad! What are we going to do in a place like this?"

Through the wind and darkness, a mechanical figure could be faintly seen. The pale yellow mech had strange lines on it, and he seemed to be trying his best to restrain himself, but the ice and snow would still quickly turn into warm water when it touched him, until he walked past it.

"You just need to honor, Zeus, he has his own arrangements. Since we want to seize some of the orbs behind this mountain, we will take them, you will not resist the order, will you?" The figure at the head spoke, and the blue-purple mecha was carrying a huge shield, and on the right side of the shield was a thin sword.

Her voice was like that of a woman.

The pale yellow mecha snorted coldly and continued to climb to the top of the mountain, and there was no communication between several mechs. All that was left was the sound of the snow being walked upwards and the sound of the cold wind blowing.

A few mechs were not very fast on foot, but they were definitely not slow, and after a while they had reached the edge of the mountain. The blue-purple mecha with the lead lifted the mecha piece on his forehead, revealing a crystal clear gem eye. There is light in the eyes, the light sees through the wind and snow, and at the same time it seems to see through the mountains and rocks, and there seems to be ancient wisdom in those lights, and it can understand all this.

"It's okay, let's go. She looked at the situation at the top of the mountain, whispered to her behind her, and lifted her footsteps.

An icy feeling crept up her spine, she hadn't sweated in years, and she wanted to shed a drop of sweat at the moment.

"Stop! don't go yet!" she spoke again, this time without muffling her voice, as if terrified.

"What's wrong again......"

"Shut up!"

Before the pale yellow mecha could speak, she interrupted it. He also seemed to know that it was not good to joke at this time, so he forced himself not to say anything more.

"Loki, you go, you go to the top of the mountain first. The blue-purple mecha thought for a moment and stretched out his hand to point at a black mech.

The black mech that called Loki paused, and everyone gloated a little, which was obviously dangerous, but it fell on him.

Who let his brother leave him, the betrayal of the machine god did not take his brother away. Because of this, this machine god called Loki has always been bullied by other machine gods.

"Okay. Loki's voice was calm, with no emotion at all.

The black mecha slowly walked up from the end of the line, overtook the blue-purple mecha, and walked up to the top of the mountain, slowly breathing a sigh of relief.

Everyone relaxed a little, and was just about to walk up, but they didn't want to suddenly change drastically!

A silver-white shadow swept by, and the black mecha was cut off almost instantly, and the bright red flesh and the sparkling mecha section were impressive. And the silver-white shadow that cut off Loki slowly stopped, and it was a strange weapon with three pointed heads.

The owner of the weapon held the weapon to his chest with his right hand, and gently wiped the weapon with his left hand, then smiled in a low voice.

"Hehe, if you come here, don't go any further. ”

All the mecha gods on the blue-purple mecha side were nervous at the same time, and a sense of oppression came to them, making them feel as if they were going to be killed in the next moment.

Machine God, Yang Jian!