Inside the innermost metal corridor on the underground first floor of the Headquarters, the walls and ceiling were made of iron-black metal. At that moment, the four members of the Hound Squad were experiencing the darkest day of their lives.
Ever since becoming Transcendents, the four of them had never been humiliated like this. They had been dealt with by Kingsley before, but given Kingsley's identity, status, and strength, that wasn't humiliating. The key point was that this time, the four members of the Hound Squad had all been utterly defeated within three minutes, right in front of their legion commander.
Two members of the Hound Squad were embedded in the wall. One had his upper body lodged in sideways with his face turned upward and his legs hanging naturally, while the other was stuck in the wall doing a full split. The difficulty of that pose was extremely high.
Silver Dog had his head jammed into the ceiling, as if he were hanging himself, and his right leg twitched every now and then. Skinny Monkey was standing upside down in the corner, the top of his head pressed against the floor. He didn't want to be like this either. He had been sucked onto the spot, and only his eyes could move.
"Sir, I'm sorry."
Siri spoke with difficulty. He tried to open his mouth with all his might, but his teeth seemed to have developed suction. With a click, his upper and lower rows of teeth were sucked together, biting his tongue in the process. He nearly died on the spot.
Kingsley stood at the entrance to the corridor. He wore black gloves on both hands, and a dark-gold eyeball floated beside him. It was an S-rank dangerous object.
Snap~
Kingsley snapped his fingers. Siri, Silver Dog, and