Chapter 132 First Pass of the Nightmare Level (Six Updates)_1

The Armor Dragon Mecha tilted its foot at a 45-degree angle, its limbs sprawled open in a remarkably discordant posture as it swayed precariously.

As the lasers descended, they missed the Armor Dragon's central axis and shot through the awkward angles of its stance, making it appear as if the lasers were bursting brilliantly from within the Mecha itself.

The live broadcast room was eerily silent. Some viewers had followed the S-race for many years, some were warriors from military mecha departments, but none had ever seen anything like this before.

What was that?!?

A torrent of emotions was lodged within onlookers' throats - what on earth had just transpired? Why had it unfolded this way?

Did that just pass?

Was that even a human movement?

As the blood-red sky cleared and the shrill alarm subsided, the surroundings ominously dimmed. The Armor Dragon Mecha in the center was now bathed in a solitary beam of light.