"Doomsday Judgment…" Prince Costat's face turned ashen, his pupils reflecting the black giant cannon, giving him a faint sense of familiarity.
Yet magnified tenfold, along with its surface covered in golden cracks, many of the cannon's details had changed.
This prevented him from realizing immediately that it was the same giant cannon that had gone missing from the Empire Station.
"Azure Dragon is actually a Divine Craftsman…" He felt stunned and bewildered, yet also sensed an air of inevitability, a feeling both surprising and reasonable.
If he weren't a Divine Craftsman, how could he dare to launch a true assault on the Empire Base, risking everything by sending his own pupil to participate in the assessment?
There must be some fallback measure for him to act so boldly.
The power unleashed by this cannon is immeasurable. Considering maximum lethality, its target would certainly be the Empire Base.
