Luo Wei was vexed. He realized that something was wrong. That full-skeleton mech had come almost every day for a fight, and every time he was about to strike a killer blow, that strong deep of danger would arise within him. Once, a recursion beam had left a bruise on his mech’s cheek. He understood well that the recursion beam was a warning.
That semi-concealed mech on this strange warship was using Recursion, but Luo Wei was certain that it was not a White Hunter. White Hunters never made him feel so threatened before, and his combat instincts had never failed him.
It had been a few days, and he never noticed any other mech besides these two. Could they be the only passengers of this ship?
Luo Wei was confounded. The warship was strange, no matter how he looked at it.