The Cutting-Edge Armored Airship was only a hundred meters from the landing pad.
A confident smile curled Meng Chao's lips.
Everything was within his grasp.
Without needing so much as a gesture or a glance, the loyal disciples, followers, and subordinates from the Martial God Hall, the Fallen Star Society, and within the Superstar Group moved forward in perfect unison, like extensions of his will.
Yet the roar of the Cutting-Edge Armored Airship's Crystal Engines, which should have gradually weakened after it entered the Sea Lane, did not diminish in the slightest.
Neither its forward propellers nor its air brakes, meant to slow it down, had activated.
Quite the opposite.
A subtle, distinctly wrong scent drifted through the air.
It was the smell of some extremely potent Combustion Improver made from crystal powder, igniting in an instant and releasing tremendous power.
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his lips froze slightly.
The Cutting-Edge Armored Airship was eighty meters from the landing pad.
By now, even the guides had realized something was wrong.
The two guides frantically waved their signaling batons, carving glaring trails through the biting wind as they signaled for it to slow down and enter the port.
But from behind the Cutting-Edge Armored Airship came more than a dozen deafening explosions in succession. Immediately afterward, enormous balls of light seemed to tear through the void and descend upon the world, leaping and swelling wildly as they provided the airship with incomparably powerful thrust.
The Cutting-Edge Armored Airship's speed increased by nearly 300% within half a second, and it was still rising.
Having accelerated to its limit in an instant, the Cutting-Edge Armored Airship's hull and armor could barely withstand such brutal handling, emitting metallic fatigue groans like the roars of savage beasts.
The sound crashed