Chapter 110
In the enclosed underground space.
In front of the flickering large screen, the high-ranking members of the Demon Society stared blankly at the image displayed on the screen.
That colossal creation reaching into the clouds now seemed like an insurmountable mountain.
Slap—slap—
With each slap, everyone present flinched slightly.
Especially the Heart-Eater, who was leaning against the screen, maintaining a stiff smile on his face, but for some reason, he felt his cheeks burning.
It was as if those slapping tentacles landing on the Colossus were not hitting it, but slapping his face.
"President!"
A high-ranking member in a black robe trembled and said:
"I feel like the advantage isn't on our side. Didn't you just say... even if the Colossus couldn't hold off those three Root-Level beings, it could at least fight back and buy us a few hours?"
"But looking at the situation now... I think even ten minutes is being generous!"
In the dark environment, the technologically advanced command room, the huge screen flickered with a halo.
No matter the angle, the setting and atmosphere were extremely serious and solemn, but the image currently projected on the large screen of the Colossus being slapped to the ground...
No matter how you looked at it.
It made the scene feel a bit off.
Like a monster pinning Ultraman to the ground and slapping him...
What do you think?
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