General Park stared in horror as his own nephew was swallowed by a raging sea of fire from the relentless explosions caused by his gunfire.
His eyes nearly split open as he screamed madly.
He tried to wrench himself free from the weapon in his hands.
But the harder he struggled, the more his fingers hurt.
Because Li Chen was standing right beside him at that very moment.
One hand clamped tightly around General Park's arm like an iron shackle.
Firmly locking General Park's fingers onto the trigger.
"Ah—"
"Fuck!! Bastard! You little punk, I'll never let you get away with this!!"
General Park was tightly restrained by Li Chen.
He could not shift the gun's aim.
Nor could he break free from Li Chen's control.
He could only watch helplessly as Li Chen manipulated him into firing continuously at his own men.
As a commander of the International Shelter,
when had General Park ever suffered such unbearable humiliation?
He wished he could tear Li Chen to pieces right then and there.
Unfortunately, he could not do it!
After controlling General Park's hand and making him use his own weapon to kill his nephew, Park Young-yeol,
Li Chen forcibly twisted his arm again and aimed the weapon at the other commanders.
When they saw their boss pointing his gun at them,
the commanders, who had already refrained from firing at Li Chen and General Park out of fear of harming their own side,
all turned pale on the spot.
Then they scattered and fled.
"So weak, yet you still have the nerve to talk about conquering the Star-Level Shelter?"
"All of you can stay here!"
Li Chen fired decisively, showing no mercy.
He blasted every commander away.
Then the power of the Small Universe erupted.
It instantly inflicted severe damage