"Brett, close the window!" Moros shouted. He also saw the dark green rocket launcher!
The dark magic power that was constantly surging in his body also sensed the existence of another basic type of magic power, which was fire.
In a hurry, Moros didn't care about the black light ball called "Dark Words" composed of magic power in his ears, and hurriedly closed the windows on both sides, and also closed the window of the co-pilot seat that Brett could not take care of for the time being.
"Speed up! Hurry up! As long as we reach the village gathering area, if nothing goes wrong, we will see the steel bridge a little further ahead. Didn't you say you have an A-class driver's license just now in the garage?"
"Of course, all kinds of mechanical combat vehicles, including pickup trucks, jeeps, classic cars, and even airplanes. I have tried them. You'd better help me predict the attack direction of those cars. I have limited energy." Brett shouted in the noisy mechanical combat vehicle space.
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