Chương 1381: The End of the First Frontal Battlefield

Being withheld by the endless wires and the flames of incendiary mines and incendiary bombs that fell off the airships, iron-armored demons gradually shrunk like an ice cube that fell into hot water. After jumping and surging forward dozens of miles resolutely and bravely, only a dozen of them survived. 

Among the alive ones, those with the highest level was a battle spirit.

At the final hopeless moment, over 10 iron-armored demons were still breaking forward dauntlessly which was really touching. However, their destiny would not be altered.