"What are they doing?" Looking at the mechanical puppets bombarding a certain direction, Shen Yanxiao could not help but wonder if the dwarves' fiery temper had developed into a crazy place.
They liked to throw bombs for no reason?
Suddenly, a black figure jumped out from the dust, so fast that it was hard to catch.
The black shadow rushed towards a mechanical puppet at an extremely fast speed. With a flash of silver light, the incomparably hard mechanical puppet was cut in hald in the blink of an eye. Its heavy upper body fell heavily to the ground, and a petite and exquisite body crawled out from the wreckage of the mechanical puppet with great difficulty.
"It's dwarves!" Bian immediately said when he saw the small figure.
