「White-Red Empire, Defense Command Headquarters.」
The director was slumped in his chair, drenched in sweat, looking as if his soul had left his body.
He seemed to have lost all strength, unable to even lift a finger.
His unfocused gaze drifted listlessly toward the giant screen in front, which was broadcasting a live feed of the scene.
The plan to sacrifice Xinwudao City,
to entomb Chu He in this land forever, had utterly failed.
The director had no faith at all,
that Vishnu of the White Elephant Empire, the only one left, could possibly make a difference against Chu He.
Chu He's appearance in the White-Red Empire this time revealed another astonishing leap in his power.
The last time Vishnu fought Chu He, he had been crushed and lost two arms.
The director was certain that this time,
Vishnu couldn't possibly deliver a miracle for the people of Blue Star watching the battle unfold on the livestream.
His subordinates shot him glances—some gloating, others tinged with pity.
