Fleeing Mech Empire City!

Yue Zhong frowned, and stepped forward to bark, "Get lost, if you want to attack the city, go yourself, don't get in my way!"

Currently, the entire Mech Empire City was engaged against the 9-Headed Dragonhawk, and it was the best opportunity to flee. Yue Zhong did not want to waste a single moment here.

After all, the city was a powerful treasure that could fight against a Type 9 powerhouse. If it was not for the 9-Headed Dragonhawk grasping the attention of the city, Yue Zhong and the rest would have long since been put down.

Even if all the slaves within the city were to rise up in riot, they would not be able to withstand the suppression of the city. This was how terrifying it was.

"Deserters will die!"

The Beastman with the bull head and eagle wings had a dangerous look, as he reached out with his hands, appearing in front of Yue Zhong, grabbing towards his head viciously. He wanted to make an example out of him.