Chapter 431 The Fire Phoenix

All ten, including Chu Hao, were looking towards the war chariots.

Each war chariot bore the marks of time and battle, its engraved inscriptions on the bronze plates erased, some even half-destroyed, with only one panel left out of the original three. Had it not been for the four remaining wheels, no one would have recognized it as a war chariot.

At first glance, one might mistake this place for a junkyard, but upon sensing the terrifying aura emanating from these ancient war machines, one could feel an air of slaughter that sent chills down the spine and induced cold sweats of fear.

A warrior chooses a chariot, and the chariot also chooses its warrior.

Chu Hao's gaze swept over them, yet he found it impossible to discern which chariot was stronger or, to be more precise, which one was more suitable for him.

"Choose the third one on the left." Just then, Fat Cat transmitted a message into his ear from his shoulder.