Ten days later, the dazzling radiance of the second Space-Based Planet-Killing Cannon bloomed!
The first battlefront was too far away. The low-level wizards at the second battlefront, tense, bewildered, and excited, had no way of knowing the true brutality of the war ahead. Some newcomers still had their thoughts lingering in the Wizard World.
"It's coming!"
That blinding wave of light carried the momentum to destroy everything, gathering the explosive force to crush all that lay before it. Only within a Great World were there rules powerful enough to contain and bear its might, preventing the collapse of the origin and the destruction of the world.
"Phew... not this way."
Having stood motionless for seven full days, piercing the distant battlefield with the Face of Truth and gathering every clue and scrap of information, Green finally let out a soft breath.
Through the ripples of energy compression and pressure, he determined the firing time of the Space-Based Planet-Killing Cannon hidden behind the vast, boundless robot legion.
Among tens of millions of energy trajectories, most were chaotic ripples from the battlefield's fighting. Only a small portion—slender, faint, yet unbroken energy trails—pointed toward the imminent eruption of the Space-Based Planet-Killing Cannon.
Judgment after judgment, review after review—at the final instant before the Space-Based Planet-Killing Cannon erupted, Green could finally confirm that the second blast was not headed in his direction.
Otherwise, with its power to obliterate everything along its path, even its indirect force would melt a Space Fortress. Its devastating might covered a colossal area thousands of meters in diameter; even the deeply buried True Spirit Wizard Shield of the base required two full layers, along with the indirect intervention of a First-Ring True Spirit Wizard, to defend against it. Before such power, Green was no more than an ant before