บท 757: Confrontation

The pitch-black Void Zone was crowded. 

There were Rock Creatures, Light Believers, Spell Casters, and the most conspicuous of all, fleets of ice-cold jet-black warships. In terms of numbers, however, the Spell Casters seemed to have the upper hand. 

"Rumble." 

Suddenly, the doors of the ice-cold jet-black warships opened. From the inside, burly robots with powerful auras surged out. Every robot emitted an aura comparable to an ordinary Legend. 

Moreover, on the few larger warships, even more powerful robots emerged. The robots produced by the dimension-level warships were comparable to Honored Legends. 

Soon, the space surrounding the confrontation was tightly packed with robots. Seeing these dark martial arts robots before their eyes, all the Spell Casters present could not help but suck in a sharp breath. Such a scene would be forever etched in their minds.