Four or five command centers had been watching the situation, from the Frontline Command Center to Luodu Military Headquarters and even the Great Chu Imperial Palace. All of them saw it clearly.
"What on earth is that thing?"
"We have to keep it there. We can't let it break out!"
"Notify the troops. Precision strike!"
Orders passed down through the ranks. Thanks to the modern communications and command system, less than a minute had passed since Tang Changsheng spoke.
The sky suddenly lit up again. A blinding beam slammed straight into the Demon Dragon's head and held there for more than half a minute...
The temperature all around began to soar.
Poor De Moya roared again and again. His scales, hard but already fractured, quickly vaporized under the laser...
At last, unable to bear the pain, he let out a tremendous roar and pulled his head back through.
"Close it! Hurry, close it..."
Even though De Moya had escaped with his life, he was in a wretched state. His head was as large as a two- or three-story building, and at least a fifth of it had been exposed to the laser. That part had nearly turned to charcoal.
The pain was concentrated in his head. Even a Demon Dragon like De Moya could barely endure it, and he almost fainted on the spot.
Attilabo watched with a chill in his heart. If even the mighty De Moya had ended up like this, Attilabo himself would never have made it back.
"Damn it! Who said that world was low-magic? From what I've seen, their power is hardly weaker than the gods'..."
Another squadron of Bombers flew in, blotting out the sky. But their target had vanished, so they turned back empty-handed.
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