(Bonus chapter for fellow Daoist Dragon Soul's birthday!)
Just then, someone shouted, "Good heavens! An unidentified flying object is coming..."
Everyone looked at a surveillance screen. A dazzling mass of colored light was flying toward the ground-effect craft at an inconceivable speed.
Before they could get a clear look, alarms blared and instruments failed one after another.
"There's powerful electromagnetic interference. Could it really be a UFO?"
As he spoke, the last screen dissolved into static. No signal came through.
The lights in the Command Center flickered, and sharp crackling sounds rang out as circuits began to short.
Everyone's scalp prickled. If this secret military vessel had not been shielded against electromagnetic interference, this ground-effect craft, armed with formidable firepower and the latest technology, might already have lost all power...
Even so, the craft had lost more than half its power.
Only then did Tang Changsheng's voice reach them. "What's wrong, everyone? I'm still waiting to see what you can do!"
"It's Tang Changsheng, not a UFO! It's Tang Changsheng!"
At last, someone understood. But that brought no relief. Instead, their fear deepened. What kind of power was this?
It was indeed Tang Changsheng. He commanded countless streams of Primordial Magnetic Divine Light, so intense that they had gathered into a blazing mass, far stronger than any electromagnetic pulse bomb.
Even the military equipment, with its powerful resistance to electromagnetic pulses, was useless against it.
Tang Changsheng did not even need to attack. Merely approaching the equipment was enough to paralyze and short it out. The ground-effect craft itself had taken only two strikes of Primordial Magnetic Divine Light before most of its systems failed.
Primordial Magnetic Divine Light really is the greatest bane of Modern Weapons!
As he thought that, a hail of twenty-millimeter rounds suddenly flew toward him.