The Power of Technology!

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The formation patterns locked on.

The Spirit Light Cannon, having just finished charging, lit up once more.

Boom!

A pillar of light slanted down, striking the densest cluster of the Alien Race dead-on.

Dazzling spirit light exploded with a thunderous roar.

The Alien Race at the very center vaporized after holding out for an instant, while countless figures on the outskirts were ripped to shreds by the shockwave. Severed limbs and flesh mixed with dirt, all hurled high into the air.

The blast wave formed by the explosion continued sweeping outward.

Grass and trees snapped everywhere it passed, rocks crumbled apart, and swathes of the Alien Race, as though crushed beneath a giant palm, burst into bloody mist.

When the light faded.

A massive, charred crater had appeared in the middle of the previously packed ranks.

A vast area around it had been completely cleared.

After a brief silence, cheers immediately erupted from the Flying Ships.

"Awesome!"

"That shot had some real kick!"

Old Li looked thoroughly exhilarated as well, slapping the scorching cannon platform hard.

"You damn Alien Race!"

"You love burrowing into the Three Thousand Provinces, don't you!"

"However many of you come today, we'll blast every last one of you into piles of minced meat!"

After saying that, he shouted behind him.

"Load it!"

"Where are the Spirit Stones Xuantian Pavilion sent us?"

"Coming, coming!"

Several Storage Bags filled with Spirit Stones were tossed over from the rear.

Some people were responsible for replacing the Spirit Stones.

Some recalibrated the formation patterns.

Others hugged formation disks and lay beside the railings, continuously marking the densest concentrations of the Alien Race on the ground for the gunners.

On the other side.

Several members of the Alien Race