Ebony Maw's plan had been quite carefully thought out, but he had no idea how hard Luo Xia was to kill. Even after sealing off his spatial teleportation ability in time and forcing him to take a battleship's main cannon blast head-on, he still could not kill him in a single strike.
Waves of heart-stopping tremors came from within the smoking crater, as though some terrifying beast was about to crawl out of it.
The thick smoke, originally like a black pillar, suddenly churned and swelled into the shape of a mushroom cloud before being torn apart by a hurricane blowing outward from within. Only then did the people in the helicopters see what had happened inside the smoke.
It was a battleship slowly rising into the air.
The hull, over five hundred meters long, was covered in scorch marks. From the surface, it still retained some of the form of a cargo ship. The half-melted shipping containers on the deck, in particular, slid down like slime, making for a rather miserable sight.
Dozens of jet engines provided immense thrust, allowing the ten-thousand-ton behemoth to rise slowly but steadily. Clearly, the battleship was still changing. Its damaged sections continuously repaired themselves as it gradually transformed from a cargo ship into a space battleship.
Yet even more eye-catching was the parasol-like dome spread above the ship. It was only a thin sheet of metal, visibly no more than ten centimeters thick. Compared to the entire massive vessel, it was indeed nothing more than a thin shell.
And yet, this very "umbrella," still streaked with purple energy, had blocked the main cannon blast with that thin layer of metal alone. As for the destruction around it, that was simply because the "umbrella" did not cover a large enough area, allowing the main