C117 Master of the Pocket Monsters

As the surge of blue light threatened to strike him, Tan Ge couldn't help but scream in madness, "Kid, do you really think you can kill me like this? How naive!"

While Tan Ge's voice echoed, his mechanical armor swiftly assembled itself, and in a blink, a small mechanical cannon materialized before him.

"Astral cannon!"

With a thunderous cry