Ten seconds after Dawn launched its attack, everyone watching the news broadcast fell silent, their faces frozen in varying expressions of blankness, astonishment, and horror. Because of Xiao Ran's single attack, the entire world briefly lost all sound, as though the world itself had paused for him.
Countless beams filled the sky like the coming of doomsday. An attack that could split from a single beam into tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of beams could no longer be described as merely terrifying. What was more absurd was how little preparation it required; it had unleashed this horrific, all-crushing attack almost instantly.
Moreover, less than one-twentieth of those countless scattered beams had fallen upon the New Zeon forces attacking Daka City. The rest rained down across the surrounding ground and sea. The sight of endless steam and towering waves, of tides driven by countless strikes surging toward the city, was enough to make everyone who witnessed it feel the terror of doomsday bearing down on them.
But even more exaggerated, and more frightening, was that Dawn's attack was simply impossible to guard against in their eyes. Curving beams were not unusual, and modern special technologies could achieve them, but there was no possibility of a beam being fired in a straight line through empty space and then suddenly turning at an angle greater than ninety degrees. On top of that, this beam could divide into countless others. Against such dense attacks and angles that could perhaps change at any moment, current defensive measures had no means of resisting.
Those with sharp eyes also noticed that when the attack covered the New Zeon forces, not a single target had been accidentally injured or affected. For example, the units intercepting the New Zeon forces had all been avoided, as though those