The muzzle of the Seastone cannon unleashed destructive energy in that instant, its thick, deep-blue beam instantly igniting the air in the passage.
The alloy walls on either side began to melt the moment the beam touched them, red molten metal cascading down them like waterfalls.
"Initiate the destruction protocol! Full power!" In the control room, the CP0 commander's voice echoed through the passage over the speakers, filled with hysterical madness.
"Understood, sir! Energy output has reached maximum!" The technician's fingers flew across the control panel before slamming down on the red activation button.
The deep-blue energy beam became a surging dragon, instantly engulfing Lorne's entire body with the force to destroy everything.
The temperature in the passage soared to several thousand degrees in that instant, and the sturdy alloy floor cracked and melted in the intense heat.
"Die! Die! Before the World Government's ultimate weapon, Marines and pirates alike have only one fate-death!" The CP0 commander stared at the screen, his face twisted.
Lorne stood at the center of the energy beam.
He watched the deep-blue pillar of destruction rushing toward him, his expression calm, showing no intention of dodging.
"So this is your weapon of destruction? It doesn't look like much," Lorne said quietly.
The raging energy storm tore through the passage, reducing his clothes to ashes in an instant and exposing a muscular body that looked sculpted from marble.
Yet the energy beam, powerful enough to melt steel, could leave only faint red marks on his skin.
The bloodline passive of Battlefield Valor went into overdrive at that moment.
Lorne could clearly feel every cell in his body greedily absorbing and converting the violent energy pouring into him.
Golden patterns began to emerge across his skin, a sign that his Grit was rapidly accumulating.
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