Under the ravage of heavy bombs and missiles, a vast sea of fire erupted, blasting countless carcasses amidst the swarm of insects—their fragile bodies absolutely no match for such trampling.
"Look, it's not over yet!" Feng Ning pointed at the sky, shouting excitedly. She finally understood why Shen Qingshuang held Tang Zheng in such high esteem. With this strength alone, he was definitely Group Leader material.
The center of the Steel Sky bulged, and a massive Orbital Cannon formed, beginning to gather a large amount of blue plasma. Then, like a sharp arrow, it roared down, and any bug hit by it was obliterated without even leaving dregs—fully vaporized.
In the eyes of the newbies, the light beam from the Orbital Cannon was like a military knife slashing through the swarm of insects, leaving black marks on the Starship.
The clicking sound was incessant; around the Orbital Cannon, ten smaller Secondary guns appeared, firing plasma to bomb the bugs.
