C801 There Are Times When Cicadas Don't Sing 10(1)

In the face of destruction, the existence of a master is not weak.

After a while, the pile of rubble collapsed like a collapsing mountain of mud, and the Machinery Ghost that was buried deep within it broke out of the ground once again. First was her right hand covered in a glove, then her head covered in dirt. In just a few seconds, she appeared in front of people again