The Crimson Giant mercenaries were shaken to the core. They stood rigidly obedient, like well-behaved children, their thick legs straightened at attention.
No matter what, they had never expected this president, whose reputation had always been so good outside, to tear a Crimson Giant mercenary to pieces with a spread of his fingers. Scalding crimson fluid splattered onto several Crimson Giant mercenaries beside him, yet none of them dared move, allowing the blood and flesh to stick to their bodies.
He-El's simple action had utterly terrified them.
It was precisely because they knew how powerful they were that He-El's actions filled them with fear and left them breathless.
He-El had not actually wanted to put on some display of carrots and sticks, but human nature was rather perverse. Simply put, people would not shed tears until they saw the coffin.
"Who was it just now that said he wanted to be a general? Who said the female soldiers in the military were promiscuous?" He-El asked calmly.
His voice was not loud, but everyone fell silent.
The Crimson Giant mercenary who realized he had been the one speaking began to tremble. The next moment, He-El casually flicked the back of his hand, and the Crimson Giant mercenary who had once mockingly declared before He-El that he wanted to become one of his generals exploded where he stood into a cloud of blood mist. Chunks of flesh, blood, and bone scattered in every direction, splashing onto the Crimson Giant mercenaries beside him.
The nearby Crimson Giant mercenaries were so frightened that their necks stiffened. Their faces were covered in blood and bits of flesh, and they did not dare move in the slightest.
"Does anyone else have any suggestions for me?" He-El swept a calm glance across the Crimson Giant mercenaries. "Answer