On the massive and stark combat deck of the Dawn Battleship, three giant hollows suddenly appeared, and then the elevating platforms began to slowly rise from these openings.
The three lonely-looking long-arrow-shaped muzzle slowly pushed upwards, and their rotation heralded the activation of these three peculiar artillery towers.
Everyone in the private spacecraft could tell at first glance that the three long cannons had a barrel diameter of at least 600mm, and they were surprisingly lengthy.
As those three dark cannon muzzles aimed at them, Mu Fan's words appropriately reached them.
"So, please go die."
This harsh killing intent, the tremor rising from the soul itself, made Donatello entire body uncontrollably shudder.
Never before had he feared death as much as at this moment, a fear that ran from spirit to flesh; he finally understood the reason for all this.
