Only by defeating Yan Duo could they overcome the enormous crisis it posed to the Great Northern Region.
Grenades and guided weapons streaked across the sky, emitting shrill wails that would put any specter to shame. The beams released by energy weapons were even more dazzling with varying degrees of lethality and excellent armor-breaking effects.
"Yan Duo! Yan Duo..." It let out a mournful cry.
Shellfire and plasma jets exploded on Yan Duo's carapace, subjecting it to a barrage of heavy-caliber artillery. Its agony was not solely due to the damage to its body's surface, but also the moral dilemma tearing at its heart.
Should it retaliate against these petty humans' armies?
Any decision seemed wrong. Its mere existence provoked human fear, yet it did not wish to die; Yan Duo carried many responsibilities, needing to help its good friend Farosa find the Forest Master and manage the sun's course according to promises made thousands of years ago.