Yet at the heart of the carpet bombing, amid the surging sea of flames, there was a silver-white sphere of light.
Ripples spread across the surface of the silver sphere, which was composed of quasi-liquid metal. Through ingenious guidance and reflection, it rendered all the destructive force sprayed by the armored airships invisible and harmless.
Inside the silver sphere, Meng Chao held Lü Siya horizontally in his arms. Staring at the armored airships diving at high speed overhead and bombarding them wildly, he laughed in fury.
"Courting death!"
At this moment, Meng Chao projected all the pent-up resentment churning like stormy seas within his heart into the sky.
"Bzzzzzz!"
Accompanied by the violent agitation of terrifying electric arcs, the spirit magnetic material wrapped around him seemed to have been endowed with an incomparably frenzied life force. Countless silver-white spikes burst outward from within.
The demon-bone-like spikes kept growing upward, spiraling and entwining as they extended. In the end, they formed a bizarre device over ten meters tall, resembling both an orbital cannon and a gigantic antenna, engraved with countless runes.
In Meng Chao's eyes, it was as though two supernovas had exploded.
For the first time since returning to Dragon City, he raised the agitation of his Life Magnetic Field to an unsurpassable extreme.
Sparks erupting from the depths of his cells instantly converged into an incomparably dazzling, scorching Spirit Flame, surrounded by countless dancing electric arcs. It shot skyward along the orbital cannon—or rather, the giant antenna—piercing straight into the clouds.
Boom! Crack!
The rolling smoke in the sky was pierced by Meng Chao's fury, leaving behind a gaping hole a hundred meters wide.
The Planetary Magnetic Field was likewise drawn in and disturbed by Meng Chao's Life Magnetic Field, detonating a succession of thunderclaps above the huge hole.