The aircraft carrier is vast in size; complete sinking requires some time, yet the swaying is growing more violent, as if riding on a swing, with seawater flooding into some compartments at the bottom of the ship, drowning many items.
The Conquerors would need to expend vast amounts of life energy to defend against the light beams cast from satellites in the sky; they wouldn't bother with such thankless work, thus they opted for self-preservation, watching helplessly as the aircraft carrier was sunk.
For ordinary people, this moment would certainly feel like Doomsday, but for the Conquerors, it was just another raid.
Tang Zheng raised the Mother Queen's roar and fired at the ceiling, particle beams punctured through it, and brilliant sunlight spilled down.
