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"Boom boom boom boom!"

Beams of light poured down from both sides of the warship.

The Skyhorn Tribe's heavy infantry phalanx didn't even have time to disperse.

Where the beam of light struck, the ground was blasted into one huge crater after another.

The formation of the 100,000-strong army was instantly cut into countless fragments.

The war behemoth had just raised its front legs to run away when three secondary cannon beams hit it simultaneously.

The hundred-meter-tall body exploded in the middle, and the debris overturned to both sides, crushing a large number of its own people.

The Chinese soldiers below all craned their necks.

Iron Eagle stood on the transport vehicle, its mouth agape in an "O" shape.

"Is this some kind of war or a whitewash?"

Leaning on his Longyuan Sword, Duan Hongyuan looked at the firepower unleashed by the warships overhead, a long-lost smile appearing on his old face.

"Hahahaha! Beat them! Beat them to death!"

The secondary gun covered for thirty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

Of the 100,000-strong Skyhorn Clan army, more than 60% were directly wiped out.

The ground was littered with broken armor and severed limbs.

The air was filled with the smell of burning.

Feng Yiling hovered in mid-air, her protective barrier deflecting all the secondary cannon beams.

The Star Core Realm's defense was indeed tough; the secondary cannon only made him take a few steps back.

But the composure he had shown earlier was gone from his face.

His army is being mowed down like grass by this warship.

"Baron!"

Feng Yiling roared, "You think you can kill me with just your secondary guns?"

He stomped his foot hard, transforming into a dark red streak of light, and crashed straight into the warship.

boom!

A ripple appeared on the surface of the protective shield.

It's not broken.

Feng Yiling took two steps back, his forehead gleaming brightly, and he gathered all his strength in his fists to slam down again.

boom! boom! boom!

Three punches in quick succession, each punch causing the protective shield to vibrate violently.

The fourth punch.

click!

A crack appeared on the surface of the protective shield.

"There's hope!"

A hint of madness flashed in Feng Yiling's eyes.

His blood and qi were burning wildly, and his fist was wrapped in destructive energy as he slammed his fifth punch into the crack.

"Snap!"

The cracks widened further.

Feng Yiling's smile hadn't even had a chance to bloom.

Inside the warship, in the main control room.

Lin Feng stood in the center of the bridge.

On the holographic screen, the image of Feng Yiling frantically pounding on the protective shield was magnified to the extreme.

"Star Brain"

"Yes, Captain."

"Target locked, anchor him in space."

"Yes, ma'am."

At the bottom of the warship, six diamond-shaped devices are activated simultaneously.

Six invisible spatial anchors shot out from different angles, forming a three-dimensional spatial cage around Feng Yiling.

Feng Yiling's fist stopped in mid-air.

He froze, and tried with all his might but found he couldn't move.

The surrounding space became viscous, and although his body remained in the punching posture, he could not move forward even half an inch.

"What is it?"

Feng Yiling looked panicked.

He once again activated his qi and blood, causing them to explode on his body surface, attempting to tear apart the spatial constraints.

It is indeed effective; the space is anchored in a slight loosening.

But he needs time.

Lin Feng, however, did not intend to give him time.

"Baron."

"Here it comes!"

"All energy has been channeled into the main gun array! Just enough for one shot! Just one shot! Once it's fired, we're done!"

That's enough.

Lin Feng conveyed his thoughts.

The main armor on the belly of the warship slid open again.

The Class B pulse main gun, nearly 100 meters in diameter, protruded from its muzzle, and just looking inside the barrel was enough to make one's heart race.

Charge.

Energy was frantically drawn from the source energy matrix and channeled into the main gun core through hundreds of conduction pipelines.

The entire warship was buzzing.

Feng Yiling saw the cannon muzzle.

His pupils shrank to their maximum size.

As the former owner of this warship, no one knew the power of the pulse main gun better than him.

The main gun of the B5-class assault ship, when fully loaded, is enough to kill a star core with a single shot.

It only has half the energy now, but that's enough to deal with a newly recovered star core.

More than enough.

"No!"

Feng Yiling roared, forced out his last trump card.

He didn't hesitate to burn his life essence, and his vital energy surged wildly out of his body, condensing into a protective shield of qi several meters thick in front of him.

The shield's surface was covered with the distinctive curved horn patterns of the Skyhorn Clan, densely packed together.

This is the strongest defense he can muster.

He is gradually breaking free from spatial anchoring.

Give him three more seconds, and he'll be able to move.

pity.

Lin Feng only gave him a second.

"fire."

hum!

The beam of destructive light erupted from the main cannon's muzzle.

One hundred meters in diameter.

The moment the shot was fired, the air around the warship vanished.

The pulsed beam covered a distance of tens of kilometers.

The protective shield in front of Feng Yiling was made up of all her essence and blood.

It lasted for less than a second.

Broken.

It didn't even serve as a buffer.

"what!"

Feng Yiling's screams were swallowed by the pillar of light. Before he died, he finally broke free from his restraints.

The pulse beam struck him squarely on the left side of his body, sending him flying dozens of kilometers backward.

Half of his body was completely gone.

Feng Yiling's half-body fell from the sky.

The remaining body tumbled in the air, white smoke rising from the broken surface, the skin and flesh charred black.

His last remaining bend was still glowing red, but so faintly that it was almost invisible.

thump.

Half of his body crashed into the sea.

The entire battlefield fell silent.

Lin Feng stood on the bridge, watching the falling figure on the holographic screen.

below.

The Dragon Kingdom army halted, and everyone looked up at the sky.

Duan Hongyuan stood there, leaning on his sword, lost in thought.

The Star Core Realm expert who just flicked him away with a finger, and the alien leader who forced him to kneel on the ground and couldn't even lift his head, is now a half-rotten piece of flesh that has fallen into the sea.

"Holy crap..."

Chen Guoliang swore.

There is no second sentence.

Iron Eagle stood below, looking at the warship that blotted out the sky, and suddenly started to chuckle foolishly.

"Hehehehe..."

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Lie punched him.

"I'm happy! I'm just so happy! That bastard was so cool, wasn't he? One shot! Just one shot!"

The Iron Eagle's voice grew louder and louder, eventually turning into a roar.

All the surviving Chinese soldiers on the defensive line shouted it out.

"good!"

"Well played!"

Cheers rose from the ground to the sky.

Inside the bridge, Barron slumped in front of the control panel, panting heavily.

Just then.

The warship's systems were alarming repeatedly.

"Warning! Energy reserves have dropped to three percent!"

"Warning! Main gun array overload!"

"Warning! The anti-gravity engine is about to enter protective shutdown!"

"warn!......"

A series of red alarms sounded in the control room.

The holographic screen flickered incessantly, and most of the image turned red.

Barron kicked the control panel.

"It wasn't fully charged to begin with, and this main gun shot took away 80% of it."

Lin Feng glanced at the energy readings.

Three percent.

This amount of energy is barely enough to keep the warship hovering.

Not to mention firing a second shot.

The warship slowly descended, and its engines went dark.

"We need to go back and charge it." Baron clicked his tongue. "This thing is a power hog; it burns through money like crazy once it starts firing."

Lin Feng did not respond.

He brought up the holographic screen and switched the view to the sea area where Feng Yiling had just fallen.

The sea was now just a sea of ​​red.

Lin Feng's mental energy pushed downwards.

seabed.

Three thousand meters deep.

Feng Yiling's right half of his body was slowly sinking.

The dark red lines on his curved corner were still gleaming.

Lin Feng's eyes widened in surprise.

"Not completely dead."