Light! Light destroyed everything! Recalling how Captain George and the others had been reduced to ash without any power to resist beneath that light not long ago, prison guard Marco and the others could not help showing fear in their eyes.
"What was that?"
"Number Thirty-Seven's power?!"
"How could there be such power..."
Prison guard Marco felt a chill run down his spine.
The other two soldiers were no better off. At that moment, nothing but fear remained in their hearts—a deep fear of that power.
Was that really power a human could possess? It was practically like that of a god! A deep shadow had been left in their hearts. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned mutants, they would involuntarily think of that boy and feel fear.
That power that destroyed everything...
They ran for a while longer before finally stopping when they truly could not keep going.
Their hearts pounded wildly. After panting for quite some time, they gradually recovered, and their terrified minds calmed as well.
Having regained some composure, the older soldier, Hai Luo, asked between breaths, "Brother Marco, what do we do now?"
"Captain George and the others... they're all dead..."
He swallowed nervously.
Prison guard Marco took a deep breath, swept his gaze over them, and said, "Report this to Base Chief Alessandro immediately!"
"Let's hurry and flag down a car to return to the base before that monster catches up to us!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two soldiers grew terrified again. They hurried to the nearby road and anxiously prepared to hail a vehicle.
Over half an hour later, they returned to Number Twenty-Three Base by car.
Marco hurried to Base Chief Alessandro's office and knocked urgently on the door.
"Come in."
The three of them hurried inside.
Noticing the