Death Star Ship fell silent after firing one shot from its Main Cannon. The five smaller cannons weren't even half as powerful as the Main Cannon.
The Main Cannon could evaporate the seawater across an entire stretch of ocean, but the five smaller cannons couldn't even make much of a splash.
But that one shot had been enough. All the Spider Cannons Liu Zhi had brought with him, along with some of the undead, had been turned into steam with the seawater under the Main Cannon's attack—all except those that could swim quickly underwater.
Liu Zhi himself was flying in midair and hadn't been affected.
But that attack had already given him a clear idea of what Death Star Ship was.
It was basically a version of a spaceship that couldn't fly.
Many of the technological achievements inside it shouldn't have been possible in this era.
Some of the ideas behind it were beyond the comprehension of people from this age, too.
Liu Zhi glanced down from the sky, suppressed the urge to drop a Death Lightning strike, chose a direction, and flew off.
With Liu Zhi flying overhead, Death Star Ship had no way to deal with him. The ship's greatest weakness was that it couldn't fly; it could only hover about a meter above the ground.
No matter how hard they tried or how fast they went, they simply couldn't fly any higher.
Liu Zhi could fly high enough to keep Death Star Ship from hitting him.
At first, Liu Zhi had planned to find somewhere to land and gather his subordinates.
But he hadn't expected the designers of Death Star Ship to be aware of its limitations, too.
The spaceships of the past could fly, and they had also included some ways for people to fly.
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