The cannon's beam had already gathered at the muzzle.
The caliber of this individual cannon was not particularly impressive, and its length was far inferior to the main guns commonly used by Federation warships.
Yet when that dark yellow beam appeared, Saine still sensed that something was wrong.
The dark yellow Energy Light Pillar swiftly tore across this Steel Ruins.
The Ai Youlan Butterfly Civilization's subspace secret realm, which had lain dormant for tens of millions of years, had clearly become far livelier in recent years with the arrival of the warring legions.
Saine, whose shoulder had been pierced through, was visibly enraged.
It would have been one thing for this fellow to lead his forces in a sneak attack, but he was even resorting to such underhanded tricks—using equipment?
The main reason was that Bond's initial fighting style truly had not resembled that of a Technological Civilization powerhouse, causing Saine to overlook that what this fellow relied on most was actually technological means.
A faint glow from the Faceless Mask emerged over Saine's face.
Already maintaining his Ash Demon true form, Saine now wore an additional pale mask without facial features. No matter how one looked at him, he resembled some demonic evil spirit.
By the aesthetic standards of ordinary Humanoid Creatures, Bond, who still maintained the handsome appearance of a Federation human, seemed to be the righteous one instead?
This was precisely the absurdity and absurd nature of many things within the Star Realm.
Those who looked good were not necessarily righteous, and those who looked ugly were not necessarily evil.
So-called righteousness and evil were both written by the victors!
Countless terrifying elemental rays suddenly shot from Saine's face.
Since Saine had advanced to Level 5, the power of the Faceless Mask had gradually been developed by