Dai Ken尼斯's massive body flew backward, landing squarely on the lofty throne.
A heavy rumbling echoed amidst the aftermath of the Military Killing Fist's Red Fist Gang.
The ornate throne, crafted entirely from ship alloy, had shattered into several fragments.
A series of intricate cobweb patterns spread outward on the ship's rear wall, forming a startlingly large dent.
"The greatest king in the history of the Light Energy Race? Just like that?"
Lu Wenwu raised an eyebrow, suddenly feeling a bit uninterested.
How to describe this feeling...
It's like a bronze elementary student secretly logging into his cousin's professional account.
Expecting an exhilarating showdown, but the first wave revealed him to be a clueless fool.
Lu Wenwu felt something like this now.
The powerful force within Dai Ken尼斯 didn't give him the ultimate weapon's unmatched combat power but instead made him seem like a novice due to his lack of battle experience.
"Arrogant bastard! Arrogant bastard!"
