To Herald, the scene was one of great glory. What thrilled him the most was their mission to confront the monster at the monument."After this battle, I'll be a force to be reckoned with in the city!" Herald smiled happily.In the distance, they could faintly see the red beam of light, which marked the monster’s location. However, Golden Snake was much closer—only two kilometers away—and had a clearer view. He could even see several tentacles twisting around the beam."Stop! We wait here!" Golden Snake commanded.More than a dozen tanks halted on the road. Golden Snake opened the door, jumped onto the roof, and looked toward the beam."That monster isn't moving. What's going on?" he muttered. The man riding with him climbed onto the roof and handed him a tablet. Golden Snake saw that the monster was motionless, with people scattered on the ground around it, either unconscious from being trampled or knocked out by the monster's oppressive force."Isn't that Barlow hiding behind

The tank exploded in a blaze of fire, the intense heat from the electric balls melting some of its armor.Boom! Boom! Boom!Several more electric balls flew through the sky, striking more tanks. Golden Snake and his men, who had been planning a counterattack, now fled in disarray. Golden Snake abandoned his men, sprinting away as fast as he could. His hundreds of subordinates panicked. Some leaped over road barriers and fled into the woods, while others ran to the riverbank and jumped in.Adrian observed these scenes with a cold smirk. In truth, he had shown mercy by not continuing to launch electric balls, allowing them to escape. At the same time, he monitored Wynone, who was over ten kilometers away and waiting for Golden Snake's feedback. Wynone was eager to prove their weapons effective in this battle to secure more funding."It's been so long. Why isn’t Golden Snake here yet?" Wynone wondered. After waiting for so long, there was still no feedback from Golden Snake."What th

The driver with the crew cut quickly stashed his cigar away and rushed to start the tank. He floored the gas, but despite his efforts, the engine didn't respond."Start the engine now!" Herald yelled in desperation."It's not working!" the driver replied urgently.Herald panicked, looking back at the huge electric sphere with a sinking feeling. He didn't know what it was, but he knew one hit from it would turn them into vapor."How could this well-made tank break down like this?" Herald wondered aloud. He glanced over and was shocked to see the driver hadn't even turned the key.Furious, Herald slapped him hard and shouted, "I never should have brought you! If it weren't for your grandfather, I'd get rid of you right now!"The crew-cut driver's name was Firdaus Harkness, grandson of the Arroyos' butler."Go faster!" Herald demanded.Although Firdaus had been with Herald for a while, he wasn't used to driving. He had to navigate while keeping an eye on the tanks behind them in t

With a piercing scream, Firdaus was reduced to a bloody pulp under the monster's foot. Meanwhile, Herald continued to sprint frantically. When he faintly heard Firdaus' scream and looked back, he witnessed the horrific sight of Firdaus being crushed."Useless idiot! You deserve it for not wearing battle armor!" Herald jeered bitterly.Although somewhat less panicked now, Herald knew the monster was fast approaching. He aimed for a densely built area ahead, hoping to find a hiding spot. Just as this plan formed, an intense and unfamiliar pressure enveloped him abruptly.Herald quickly realized it belonged to a level nine fighter. Despite his own considerable fighting prowess, he knew he stood no chance against such overwhelming power. His ears rang and his speed plummeted until he couldn't move another step. No matter how hard he tried to run, his legs remained rooted in place.Not only that, Herald found his mobility severely restricted. He could barely move his neck but managed to

Eden was willing to sacrifice those soldiers; his main concern was not letting those thousand sets of Flaming Dragon Armor go to waste. After all, his family, the Colons, and the Arroyos had invested half their fortunes into creating them.“But… But…” Eden stuttered. Reluctant but unable to refuse, he clenched his teeth and said, “Fine, let’s work together.”Keeley stepped forward, clearing his throat. “I'm Keeley Black, a level nine fighter. All Flaming Dragon Armored soldiers, heed my command!”Upon hearing the name "Keeley Black," the soldiers were stunned. Everyone in the city knew who he was and was familiar with his reputation. They were just confused about why Keeley was now giving orders instead of Eden.While they were still processing, Keeley continued, “This city needs you, and Dragoria needs you. We can’t let that monster leave the vicinity of the monument and enter the city. Your mission is to hold it back. If anyone retreats and I find out, they will be executed on th