To better the enemy, better yourself!

Wang Zheng took a deep breath. Instantly, his pupils turned completely red. The black runic mech's aura transformed in an instant. A deep, murderous intent and dark power roiled forth.

Hannibal was shocked. The runic mech was already before his very eyes, and the titanium blade punishingly lancing forward.

TANG.

With a loud sound, Hannibal felt his body shake. F*ck, it was like a completely different person. Berserker?

A very similar situation, but such Ability X could not have such killing power. It was like a soul that had experienced countless deaths and returned from hell itself.

BOOM…

Just a slight waver in his concentration, and the runic mech had already struck out. There was no clear change in the affinity, but it carried a thick layer of blood light.