This World Is Seriously Ill

Lufus shrugged indifferently. As for how much he had taken in, who the hell knew.

To him, weapons were made to be used on the battlefield.

When it was time to act, who had that many reservations?

Even if it meant killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of his own, Lufus would not so much as blink.

As for whether Raiden Ryoma, the designer who had created this devastating weapon, would feel any guilt, that was beyond Lufus's consideration.

Seeing that Lufus showed no remorse whatsoever, Raiden Ryoma felt a headache coming on. He somewhat regretted developing such a thing merely out of competitiveness.

[Genesis], or GENESIS, stood for Gamma Emission by Nuclear Explosion Stimulate Inducing System, a gamma-ray emitter induced by nuclear explosions that could concentrate and release the gamma rays produced through nuclear fission.

This was an upgraded version of the White Blood Cell Matrix satellite, a mobile space fortress. If transported through a wormhole, it could be synchronized to any point in Earth's orbit for long-range strikes.

Tests had shown that it was powerful enough to blast away an entire lunar crater base in one shot. A fleet like theirs would be vaporized within minutes if struck head-on.

Since Raiden Ryoma still worked for the Schrodinger Company, this was President Lufus's private property. Calling it an oversized toy would not have been an exaggeration.

Moreover, the man who had transformed into the Black Winged Angel during Infinity War had given this superweapon a name filled with religious and artistic flair.

[Genesis], the first ray of dawn brought forth when God tore apart chaos with a wave of His hand.

The name rather suited the current forms of most Schrodinger Company personnel: angels fighting for their lord.

As the two chatted, the fleets on