The radiant light from the ignition point of the rocket launch overshadowed the brilliance emitted by the graffiti sun in this Secret Realm.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...
The deafening roar of the projectiles vividly performed a symphony of "let's watch the meteor shower together, crashing onto my skull."
Even an Official Transcendent being hit by a forty-kilogram solid cast iron bullet would definitely be accounted for on the spot.
What's more, they were filled with high-energy explosives and countless tennis-sized cluster bombs; twenty modified rockets, totaling 800 kilograms of Black Gold, perfectly exemplify the saying of using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Even a group of Silver Knights whose minds were still stuck in the muzzle-loader era had never seen such a weapon, but the warning from their Spiritual Sense of the Extraordinary made their expressions change instantly.
Knight Commander Langdoc roared:
"Scatter!"
