"What is that thing? A nuclear bomb?"
"Doesn't look like a nuclear bomb."
The cop squinted against the sun, his expression solemn.
"The trajectory seems to be coming from over the sea. Could it be the Europeans' naval guns?"
"What kind of naval gun has this power? I think even the Iowa-class 406 main gun can't match this by one percent."
Sword Saint felt a shiver down his spine and was fortunate he didn't get in the car, or he might've ended up with no remains at all.
As the blinding light faded away, dust fell like rain, and the players who arrived later witnessed a horrifying scene, leaving them stunned.
At the impact point, a droplet-shaped large crater, tens of meters in diameter, was left behind. High-temperature lava flowed within it, and the edges were crystallized by high temperature and pressure. The projectile had also created a hundred-meter-long magma river.
