The smoke and dust cleared.
A super-deep crater over a kilometer in diameter had appeared where Canyon Base once stood.
It was pitch-black, like a bottomless abyss.
The theoretical data showed that the strike had reached a depth of nearly ten thousand meters!
As for the shallow seawater nearby, it had long since been vaporized by that terrifying shot.
Inside the Abyss Warship, Oligar had already ended his conversation with headquarters.
Everyone behind him did not even dare to breathe.
And it was not just them. Everyone aboard the Flying Dragon and the Tibetan Land, too, watched that deep pit in silent disbelief.
The temperature in that instant had reached four thousand degrees.
Then this crater of unknown depth had appeared.
That instant had been far too fast. This was not some distant star or planet in space.
It had traveled from the atmosphere to the ground...
The stream of light had moved faster than anyone could have imagined.
The Eagle Emperor exited Phantom Clone mode. Falcon's eyes were bloodshot, and he could not bear to look at the horrific scene. This battle-hardened old man turned his head away, but glimmering tears still welled in his reddened eyes.
"...My good brother."
Those three choked words softly echoed through the cockpit.
Ever since the Red Domain Squad appeared, Falcon had never expected to leave this planet alive.
Yet he had never imagined that the first to die would be Mu Fan, the unofficial member who had never formally joined S Squad.
And it had been to protect them...
"Overestimating yourself."
Oligar looked at the black hole that had remained motionless for so long and spoke indifferently.
This insane, obsessive, yet incomparably cold warship commander had personally demonstrated to everyone behind him what it meant to be domineering enough that no one