Super God: One Punch and You're Dead

The enormous body was already visible within their field of vision, and the scorching heat made the air around it shimmer.

Every inch of that massive body's skin was crimson red.

It was enough to make anyone's hair stand on end.

"This is a drill for a Titan attack, mainly to train your ability to evacuate during emergencies."

Soldiers gave speeches in every area, doing everything they could to persuade all the civilians to cooperate.

"Please do not panic. Stay calm and follow our instructions."

Although most people quietly listened to the soldiers' explanations, a small number refused to follow orders.

A hunched old man spoke with an unhappy expression.

"My shop is about to open. I'm not wasting time here with you. If I don't go back, what will happen to my business?"

"There definitely won't be any customers today," the soldier said helplessly.

"What did you say, little girl? How dare you say there won't be customers in my shop? We're not like you people. We're working people at the bottom of society, and we have to rely on this job to support ourselves."

The hunched old man said angrily.

"Is there really any need to hold a drill in such a godforsaken inland area?"

"The Military Police have taken over the capital. Something must have happened."

"What do you mean?"

All the civilians began talking at once, and the situation nearly spiraled out of control. This was the domino effect.

Once one person became emotional, it would quickly spread to others. A small-scale disturbance could trigger massive unrest.

Someone even boldly guessed, "The Military Police want to flex their muscles in front of the people. Are they that impatient to rule us?"

"Do those bastards really think they're the masters now?"

"So now we're being forced