The White Salamander excitedly leapt forward, ready to bask in the irradiation of the Destiny Weapon.
Under such demigod-level power of bombardment, it would ascend to a being close to a god.
Destroyed, then adapted, evolved!
Pan Ruiyi, having lost a foot, could only curl up on the dunes, exhausted and weakly watching it all, without any possibility of interference.
A strong magnetic field rose vertically from the dune, a measure to soften atmospheric media, aimed at allowing the Destiny Weapon's destructive rays to reach the ground unscathed.
Next, the sky lit up with cloudless flashes of lightning, mutated air forming multiple media and particulate matter, turning the sky into a bizarre palette of colors, like an endless palette.
The White Salamander lifted its neck high, staring at the sky, awaiting the moment of being bombarded by ultimate power.
Pan Ruiyi clenched her fists, adjusted her body posture, and tried to sit up, deploying the Iron Wings behind her.
