647. Rescue Plan Number Three

"What the hell is he doing?!"

The huge sphere of light swallowed both Renard and Ming, and the gale whipped up by the shock wave swept outward with shattered stone and chips of ice, even throwing the Empire's nearby formation into disorder.

There was no time to complain. Norris braced against the lingering aftermath and charged straight toward the center of the explosion.

He knew Ming had [Physical Immunity], not [Magic Immunity]. Before firing, he had never intended to blow both of them into this state.

His original plan had been to launch a sneak attack if he could. If that failed, he would use the Resonance Cannon's blast to cut off Renard's position from Ming's, then take advantage of the general being forced back by the impact to fish Ming out of the melee.

He had never expected that brat Ming to act as if he had eaten hallucinogenic mushrooms and drag the enemy straight into the cannon.

After all, this was no longer the single old-fashioned Resonance Cannon from back then.

As [Resonance] rose in level, what Jida now carried on his shoulder was a Composite Resonance Array made up of three strings of Puji, its power more than twice that of the original version.

Once this shot went out, even he had no confidence in what would happen.

"Please, don't die—please, please don't die—" Norris did not want to bear the sin of accidentally killing a companion at all.

Renard's trusted aides had originally frozen at the sudden turn of events. When they saw Jida charging forward, they came to their senses and rushed over as well, but Jida was still a step faster.

Norris found the two of them.

Renard, that Hall Level general, was no longer human in shape.

He had not specialized in defense.