Predicament

At that moment, Stuart could not help feeling deeply emotional.

Why were all the targets they had encountered on this outing absurdly durable?

That previous Elemental Lord had actually taken main gun fire head-on with its face. They had blasted it more than ten times before completely breaking its resistance. It was simply ridiculous!

One had to know that even the weakest Fifth-Class Main Cannon was still a battleship's main gun! On Earth, a single shot could wipe out a small city without any problem.

More than ten Fifth-Class Main Cannon shots would have been enough to destroy a small country, yet when they hit the Elemental Lord, they had only beaten it half to death? And if they left it alone, it would not take long for it to recover completely with Reparo?

Honestly, if he had not seen it with his own eyes, and someone had dared tell him something like that, he guaranteed he would not beat them to death.

Who were they insulting?

And now, this N'Zoth had taken the strongest First-Class Main Cannon shot head-on and could still bounce around as though nothing had happened?

This was utterly outrageous!

The power of a First-Class Main Cannon was not something that could be described as however many times stronger than a Fifth-Class Main Cannon. The two were not even in the same league.

During the previous performance tests, the Williams's First-Class Main Cannon, operating at full power, had destroyed a barren small planet with a single shot. It had not been the kind of destruction that reduced it to ashes, but the small planet had been blown into a pile of crushed stone that could never be put back together.

Before firing, Stuart had even believed that this shot would completely kill the target, or at