When he looked up, his eyeballs nearly popped out.
He saw that the golem called Number One was swiftly plummeting from the air, aiming straight at his head.
Even if he could survive this hit, he would end up better off dead than alive.
The small and skinny man yelped and dropped to the ground with a roll to dodge.
*Boom!!* The golem landed heavily.
That black and chiseled face gleamed metallic in the sunlight.
It extended its large arm and slapped at his face.
The small and skinny man jerked and hastily rolled on the ground again. However, he was not as lucky this time.
The golem rapidly leaped in front of him and stepped down on his left leg.
He heard a crisp crack, and tears streamed out from pain.
"Ah, ah! You, stop, stop! Ah!" A malicious glint surfaced in his eyes, and he abruptly flung out two talismans from his sleeve. They pounced toward Mo Lian at extremely tricky angles.
