Chapter 708: So Thick, So Big!

The Eagle King watched as Number 13’s Forward-Swept Wing Fighter Jet suddenly performed an impossible turnaround, releasing a beam of red light that tore through the air from the belly of the aircraft. Orca’s fighter was instantly pierced right through the middle, exploding violently from nose to tail.

The entire fighter disintegrated into ashes.

OH!!!

MY GOD!!!

What on earth was that?

The spectators on the ground were all wide-eyed, nearly popping their eyeballs out. The Tyndall effect allowed everyone to see this concentrated beam of incredibly high energy with crystal clarity.

Was that the main cannon of an interstellar warship?!

So thick, so big!

And its penetrating power was so fierce that the delicate combat aircraft could hardly withstand such a strike.

Even stacking a hundred fighter jets together wouldn’t be enough to block this terrifying beam!

This is insane!

The Chinese laser technology has actually developed to this extent?

Many organizations, including the organizers in the Abyss Nirvana, felt chills down their spines, and their souls seemed to shiver; the Chinese were defying the heavens!

The Americans once flaunted their electromagnetic railgun in the movie "Transformers II," but that was just a movie.

Yet here the Chinese were, using such unmatched laser beams in actual combat during the Forward-Swept Wing War to warn the world.

Whoever dared to challenge them should simply come forth!

This level of firepower was nearly reminiscent of a high-energy particle cannon, and a few quick thinkers immediately made that connection, their faces turning as ugly as if they had eaten something foul.

It couldn’t really be a high-energy particle cannon, could it?

"This guy is simply terrifying."

The Eagle King’s fur stood on end; pulling the enemy into the Abyss Nirvana might have truly been a mistake, and he was paying the price for it.

Even if he were in Orca’s position, there would be no hope at all.

“Gold Coin, are you crazy?”

Lin Mo gripped the control stick tightly, yet there was still no feedback; the fighter was out of control.

Or rather, the X-1 Forward-Swept Wing Fighter had been hijacked by this Gold Coin, completely refusing to listen. The maneuvers just now were entirely controlled by Gold Coin, which was a piece of cake for a gold giant dragon, easier than eating.

“Crazy? Hehe, Morin, I’m not crazy. I want that bastard to know the power of the gold giant dragon.”

The furious gold giant dragon unleashed all its might, releasing a considerable amount of pent-up anger. The bulging compartment in the cabin disappeared.

The laser cannon hanging in the weapon bay under the belly had cracked in multiple places, revealing wires and components that were smoking and sparking. Inside was a charred mess, with supercapacitors completely melted into solid blocks and the laser crystals covered in cracks, utterly ruined; it seemed incapable of resonating to produce even a trace of a beam again.

The gold giant dragon’s powerful strike directly exceeded the output power of the laser cannon by more than ten times; it was a miracle that it didn’t disintegrate immediately.

Now, the laser cannon had finished with an overcharged shot, officially declaring its end of life—it was completely wrecked. As the locking mechanism on the mounting wheel released, the thick, heavy laser cannon was discarded and exploded into countless fragments, scattering across the deserts of southern Syria.

“Gold Coin! Quickly return control to me, stop messing around!”

Lin Mo felt uneasy with the out-of-control Forward-Swept Wing Fighter; he had no way to manage this giant dragon now.

In this world, there was no Dragon God, and his contract with Gold Coin was not recognized by the rules of this world, rendering it null and void.

The dragon flute, which could originally control the giant dragon, had also become useless. If Lin Mo were not providing funds, he would have no actual means to control the giant dragon.

Now, if the angered gold giant dragon went berserk in battle and unleashed its true nature, Lin Mo would be powerless to stop this crazy creature.

With control of the fighter jet taken away, the entire X-1 Forward-Swept Wing Fighter Jet had effectively turned into the gold giant dragon itself. What could he do now? Lin Mo had no dragon flute to put it back into a small dark room.

"These guys need a good lesson. Let the great dragon show them what aerial combat is all about."

The spirited gold giant dragon was clearly ignited by the power of operating modern weapons, awakening a bloodthirsty craving that lay deep within. If it weren’t for the strong allies around, it would likely show its true self and go on a killing spree.

This dragon was truly insane!

Lin Mo released his grip on the control stick, feeling helpless; it was already fortunate that he hadn’t been ejected by the gold giant dragon.

If this had happened in another world, the walls of the cockpit would have squeezed in, and with a loud crash, the dragon knight would have turned to mush with no chance to escape.

"Hey, don’t go too far!"

In the end, Lin Mo made a concession; right now, the fighter jet was Gold Coin’s domain. If it felt like it had transformed back into a dragon knight’s mount, who knew which nerve it would touch and launch him out? That would be disastrous.

Expecting the Dragon of Slaughter to learn kindness was nearly as difficult as asking the Dark War Dragon to transform into a Light Saint Dragon. Lin Mo had finally managed to teach this creature to think in practical terms, using an economic perspective, which was no easy feat.

Let it go wild for a moment to avoid any issues that could end up bringing Lin Mo bad luck.

As for the Eagle King and the other participants from the anti-government forces, they could only wish for the best.

At this moment, Lin Mo’s killing intent and battle spirit were diluted by the sudden interference from the gold giant dragon.

The X-1 Forward-Swept Wing Fighter Jet was completely under the control of the gold giant dragon, dashing into the fray, just as it had declared; the dragon kin would teach humanity about aerial warfare.

The current situation had five government army fighter jets facing off against four anti-government army fighters, and everyone had nearly exhausted their ammunition.

Gold Coin had risen to prominence, and it wasn’t out of foolishness; it was strategic.

Though this creature was mad, it knew to pick the softest targets. With four soft targets in the air, it was time to show off its strength.

Eagle King’s operational plan had completely fallen apart due to "Monkey" decisively dragging the enemy down with him and the unexpected rise of the gold giant dragon for control, effectively turning cleverness into folly.

The remaining nine pilots, regardless of their previous competition levels, could now be considered true high-tier pilots.

As the X-1 Forward-Swept Wing Fighter Jet was suddenly driven by Gold Coin, the entire battleground fell into chaos.

The aerial combat instincts of the dragon kin could not possibly match those of humanity, especially the gold giant dragon relying on its innate ability of Void Magnetism. The X-1 Forward-Swept Wing Fighter Jet seemed like a different fighter entirely.

Eagle King did not continue executing his tactical plan; Orca’s fate served as a reminder that Number 13 would definitely pay a heavy price for this.

He piloted the X-31 and let Yuri go, instead diving toward the other battle groups.

The fight was far from over.

As for the intermediate pilot, Eagle King was not worried about him escaping.

Continuing with the original plan would undoubtedly invite an attack from Number 13, and facing both him and Orca would already be quite challenging.

In a one-on-one situation, Eagle King was not confident he could shoot down his opponent; even without firing, being worn down was a real threat.

In the sky, there remained only three battle participants from one faction, and the Death Team Battle could finally be declared over.

Creating a small local advantage was the tactic most capable of delivering results in a melee. The arrival of Eagle King’s reinforcements suddenly changed the tide of some ongoing battles.

The leader of the government army team battle, the holy knight, was locked in a standoff against Zorro, the leader of the anti-government forces. This was a fight between special-tier pilots, and it was exceptionally thrilling.

Both of them still had more than half their ammunition remaining, yet they dared not act hastily. The two fighter jets seemed to perform a deadly duet in the sky, continuously turning and elegantly gliding as they patiently sought an opportunity for a fatal strike.

When a fighter jet launched an attack, it also revealed its weaknesses; no one wanted to die together, so they naturally had to be extra cautious.

Eagle King’s sudden involvement shifted the dynamics of the duel between the holy knight and Zorro.

The holy knight did not possess Lin Mo’s Light Mirror Technique and failed to notice the X-31 rapidly approaching on the radar screen until it was too late.

When he finally recognized the danger, a barrage of cannon ammunition followed by a medium-range air-to-air missile was already upon him.

Before he could even react in surprise, he swiftly maneuvered the tail rudder to initiate a Roll Maneuver, reducing the impact surface while protecting the cockpit from the incoming fire.

Only the most experienced aerial knights could master such precise micro-control operations.

The holy knight skillfully evaded the missile and successfully induced an explosion, but a sudden second explosion made his face change drastically.

Almost reflexively, he made an avoidance maneuver; however, the explosion was not from just one missile but two.

The second missile was launched by Zorro, who had been engaged in a standoff with the holy knight. The threat alarm triggered by the first missile masked the second missile’s sneak attack, but the outcome ultimately thwarted the second missile’s intent.

Although both missiles were successfully induced to explode by the holy knight, the saying "a small error can lead to a great disaster" held true. The sudden arrival and explosion of the second missile were completely unforeseen.

The shockwave from the explosion pushed the holy knight’s aircraft off course by several meters, and it was those few short meters that became his fatal wound.

Accompanying the missile’s barrage, cannon rounds perfectly enveloped the holy knight’s fighter jet.

"Not good!"

The holy knight gasped as the right wing sounded like it was being pelted by hail, making loud cracking noises. His aircraft suddenly lost balanced motion, spiraling completely out of control in the sky.