As the focal point of the battlefield, Gao Gong silently counted his health as it dropped—one hundred million, two hundred million, three hundred million, and finally one billion, two billion.
The Garen people's planetary cannons had definitely been improved. Not only did they have a rapid-fire effect, but their damage was also five to ten times that of ordinary planetary cannons.
Gao Gong believed that even the Son of Kun from back then, who had endured two shots, absolutely could not withstand a single shot now.
This was most likely the effect of those "Elephant Pillars." The surface of the opponent's cannon barrels was covered with tens of thousands of mechanical attachments.
This was probably also prepared for the various insect armies.
If the various insect armies forcibly broke in to kill the leaders of the civilization,
what awaited them would be this endless barrage of cannon fire.
However, the health he had lost was nothing to Gao Gong.
The might of an "Undying Leader" was beyond the imagination of outsiders who had not reached that level.
How many shots have I taken? Thirty? Forty? This is already enough to match the old man's firepower for an entire night.
Gao Gong suddenly sensed danger and looked up.
A gigantic spatial pincer slowly emerged from the distorted void without warning.
The pincer was dozens of stories tall. Its enormous pincers resembled the arms of an ancient giant, covered in complex, mysterious patterns. Rune-light flowed across them, as if they were chanting a spell of destruction.
A giant spatial pincer!?
Gao Gong recognized the thing at almost a glance. It was a stellar-system-level weapon of destruction, one of the top legacies of the String Controllers.
Without another word, he pushed "Short-Curvature Mode" to its limit. His electronic eyes saw endless streaks of