Matthew felt considerable pressure, but he didn't shrink back. Instead, he charged towards the Hive Tyrant.
A suit of Armor, a clone, fight if there's a fight, who's afraid?
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The heavy Electro Armor pounded on the ground, leaving behind footprints embedded in it.
His speed was fast, his momentum strong, his offensive stance extremely powerful.
The Hive Tyrant, standing still, felt the intense threat emanating from Matthew, slowly gripped its weapon tighter, and on its bloody, ferocious face, a hint of pleasure and distortion emerged:
"Ha, insignificant humans, dare to challenge..."
"What are you looking at? Just attack!"
"Is this thing an idiot? It should hurry up and deal with the opponent!"
"Attack!"
The Bishop of the Eternal Church, who was manipulating the altar, rudely interrupted the Hive Tyrant's opening words and issued an order to initiate the attack.
