The Dragon God Soul Guidance Cannon Had Just Been Produced When the Abyss Invaded Douluo Continent

Luo Feng paid no attention to their departure.

Tang Wulin had now completely become a useless cripple, stripped of his cheat.

He could no longer pose even the slightest threat to him.

He turned and looked at Di Tian, Zi JI, and Bi Ji behind him.

"Big Black Bug, quit standing around."

"The mecha assembly line is up and running. Now it's your turn to lend a hand.

Come with me to the Arsenal. We're not sleeping tonight."

"I'm going to stockpile a hundred rounds of Dragon King's Wrath within a week.

I'll make this world feel the full force of an industrial revolution!"

Deep inside the ruins of the Spirit Pagoda, the Vanguard Titan stood like an insurmountable mountain of steel.

It lay quietly in wait amid the night of Ming Capital.

Within the mecha's sci-fi Hyper-Dimensional Arsenal, a heart-stirring dark golden light was flickering.

"Quick! Increase the Soul Power output!

The Divine Core's energy is too pure. You need to speed up the catalysis!"

Luo Feng sat before the main console with one leg crossed over the other.

He sipped an iced drink in leisure while urging them on like a ruthless capitalist.

In the three Energy Guidance Matrices at the bottom of the mecha,

Di Tian, Zi JI, and Bi Ji, the three peerless Ferocious Beasts, sat cross-legged, drenched in sweat.

They were the supreme overlords of the Star Dou Great Forest, yet at that moment they had become "wage slaves" on a mecha assembly line.

But the three Ferocious Beasts had no complaints at all. Instead, their eyes shone with fervor and astonishment.

For within the transparent Holographic Forging Chamber before them, the Golden Dragon King Core was spewing out the laws of destruction!

And under the Vanguard Titan's Antimatter Recombination Technology, which far surpassed the limits of Douluo Continent's understanding,

those laws were being precisely infused into three enormous metal projectiles, each five meters long.

As the seconds ticked by, the entire interior of the mecha filled with a high-frequency hum of energy that made their souls tremble.

[ Ding! High-Energy Reactor cooling complete! ]

[ Matter recombination complete! Energy shaping has reached the perfect level! ]

[ Congratulations, Ironclad! Three Dragon King's Wrath super-Level 12 God Cannons have successfully rolled off the production line! ]

Along with BT's cold synthesized voice, the blast-proof armor of the Holographic Forging Chamber slowly opened to either side.

"Hiss!"

A thick cloud of white liquid nitrogen vapor billowed out.

Immediately afterward, three terrifying cannons, dark gold from end to end and engraved with countless crimson dragon patterns and alchemical arrays,

rested quietly on the weapons rack.

Not a trace of energy leaked out. Every law of destruction was perfectly sealed beneath the layer of superalloy armor.

But just one look was enough to make the scalps of Di Tian and the other two Ferocious Beasts tingle.

It was as though they were staring straight into the abyss of death.

"Terrifying... These are forbidden weapons made to slaughter gods!"

Di Tian wiped the cold sweat from his brow and stared at the three cannons with lingering dread.

He had a powerful premonition that if even one of those shells exploded here,

not only would the entire Ming Capital be instantly vaporized,

but a bottomless rift would be blasted into the crust of Douluo Continent, one that could never heal!

"Ha ha ha ha! Perfect! They're works of art!"

Luo Feng jumped excitedly from his seat and walked over to the weapons rack, running his hand over the cold, rough, dark-golden projectile with adoration.

As expected of the Golden Dragon King Core.

The purity of this energy, the destructive power—it was far better than the shoddy products cobbled together from the three of your origins!"

"We made three in just nine hours.

Big Black Bug, take ten minutes to rest. Then we'll keep working overtime and try to make ten by tomorrow morning!"

Luo Feng shamelessly dangled a carrot in front of his employees, ready to continue his mass-production plan.

Yet at this exhilarating moment,

a sudden, urgent, ear-piercing red alert blared at the highest level inside the Vanguard Titan's cockpit!

[ Warning! Warning! A massive physical collapse has been detected in Douluo Planet's spatial barrier! ]

[ Intercepted the full-band encrypted broadcast of the Federation's highest military command! ]

[ Analysis complete! Playing urgent military intelligence! ]

The mecha's holographic projection screen immediately forced up a chaotic scene filled with desperate screams.

The footage seemed to have come from a military fortress somewhere in the Far North. The camera shook violently, and blinding blood-red light filled the sky.

"This is the Blood God Legion headquarters! The defensive line has collapsed!

I repeat! The defensive line has completely collapsed!"

A Federation general, covered in blood and missing an arm, was screaming hoarsely into a communicator.

"The Abyssal Passage has completely burst open! Tens of billions of Abyssal creatures have poured out!"

"The Abyssal Sage King is here in person! There are more than a dozen Abyss Emperors at the Limit Douluo level!"

"We can't hold them back! We request that the Federation launch all its Fixed Soul Guidance Cannons immediately!

Even if it means we perish together, we absolutely cannot let these monsters into the mainland..."

"Crack!"

On the communication screen, a terrifying black claw hundreds of meters long came crashing down from the sky.

It crushed the general and the entire communication base station into a bloody pulp in an instant.

The footage cut off completely amid a burst of harsh static.

The whole place fell silent!

Di Tian, Zi JI, and Bi Ji exchanged glances, deep horror appearing in the eyes of all three Ferocious Beasts.

The Abyss Plane?

That legendary, wicked plane that devoured all life and was ten thousand times more terrifying than Evil Soul Masters.

It had launched a full-scale invasion at this very moment?

The Blood God Legion had been wiped out? That was the Federation's most elite trump card!

"Damn it... The Abyssal Sage King is a terrifying existence infinitely close to godhood. Douluo Continent is truly about to meet its end!"

Di Tian's voice trembled. Faced with a disaster on this scale, even a million-year soul beast felt utterly powerless.

But when they turned to look at Luo Feng, who stood before the main console, they all froze.

Faced with a calamity that could plunge the entire continent into despair, Luo Feng's face showed not even the slightest trace of panic.

On the contrary, his eyes were fixed on the now-black communicator, and his pupils were widening with excitement!

The corners of Luo Feng's mouth curled wildly upward, until at last he couldn't help letting out a brazen, unrestrained laugh!

"Ha ha ha ha! Good! This is perfect!"

Luo Feng smacked the console with his palm, his eyes blazing with the fervor of a Fourth Calamity player seeing a limited-time event go live.

"I was just worrying that I had nowhere to test out these Level 12 God Cannons I'd just built!"

"Firing in Ming Capital could blow up my prized loot and future assets.

And blasting Sea Soul Beasts in the ocean would be too much like picking on the weak."

"But just look at the Abyss Plane! I'd barely nodded off, and they've come all this way to deliver a pillow!"

What was the Abyss Plane?

In the natives' eyes, it was a doomsday calamity.

But to Luo Feng, a seasoned player, it was an ultimate super-dungeon packed with countless top-grade materials and mountains of experience points,

and even the origin of an entire plane!

Besides, there was no need to feel the slightest guilt about killing Abyssal creatures.

Washing the place clean with Level 12 cannons was absolutely the most righteous, environmentally friendly thing to do on the entire continent!

"BT! Halt the rest of the weapons production!"

Luo Feng authoritatively yanked the controls in the pilot's seat, and the entire Vanguard Titan let out a mechanical roar powerful enough to shatter the firmament.

[ Command confirmed, Ironclad! The Arsenal is closed, and the engine is entering full-load status! ]

"Listen up, you three Ferocious Beasts! Get back to the cockpit and stand by!"

Luo Feng's eyes glittered with undisguised bloodlust and a thirst for slaughter.

His thumb firmly pressed the start button for the Space Curvature Engine.

"Let's go! Bring our three freshly made rounds of Dragon King's Wrath!"

"Today, I'm going to give that lofty Abyssal Sage King a nuclear-peace welcome gift!"