At that moment, Qi Longxiang's heart was as still as water.
At that moment, every member aboard the Tibet had cast life and death aside.
Yet at that same moment, everyone else had their hearts in their throats.
Tibet energy reserves: 245%, 280%, 370%, 500%!
The storage limit had been reached. Energy overflowed.
"Enough."
At that instant, countless markers surfaced across the light screen before Qi Longxiang. They instantly converged from all four corners toward the center, overlapping into a large circle as the fastest torrent of energy arrived in the blink of an eye.
The Flying Dragon was the umbrella handle, and the Tibet was the canopy. At that instant, they stretched to their limit.
"Magnetic Field Nuclear Cannon... five-shot barrage!"
Countless mechanical parts slid shut around the edge of the inverted umbrella-shaped muzzle exposed at the ship's bow. A dim orange radiance lit up from deep within the barrel.
At Tier 8, the Tibet Warship had pushed the development of its hull to the absolute limit.
No one had expected this warship's ultimate attack to be like this.
As the attacks of twelve warships descended like a blanket over heaven and earth, the Magnetic Field Nuclear Cannon finally bloomed with its unique, dazzling brilliance.
A fusion nuclear reaction capable of annihilating everything, confined by a magnetic field, formed a straight stream of light that instantly pierced through space.
A heaven-shaking explosion erupted before everyone's eyes.
Yet just as the shockwave emerged, the second Magnetic Field Nuclear Cannon pierced through once more.
Each attack annihilated another in mutual cancellation, and the next moment, another attack would break through.
With the Flying Dragon's overwhelming energy supply as a Tier-9 Warship, the Tibet Warship unleashed the final brilliance of its life.
Particle Focused Penetration Wave—this was the Main Angel's