This Gravity Capturer and more than ten thousand Dyson Cannons, blessed by the Divine Mechanical Angel, indeed provide a formidable support, especially since Lin Rui himself is the Master of Light, inheriting the complete Power of Great Sun.
But what about Lin Rui's Pure Altars, those King Sect followers, and those fourteen Base Cities? Will he just ignore these vital areas? Can his two sisters, who have yet to recover their full strength, hold the line?
As the Dreamy Heavenly Venerate pondered, golden flames suddenly blazed in Lin Rui's eyes, and twelve pairs of Galaxy Light Wings abruptly unfolded. The Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire surged forth like a molten golden torrent, intertwining with the destructive beams of the Dyson Cannon.
