While the Thousand-Hand Centipede rampaged all over Sakura Country, countries around the world had already received the news of the sea monster attack on Tokyo. Every nation capable of launching satellites had redirected them into orbit over the Tokyo area.
From the satellite's perspective, smoke filled the enormous city of Tokyo. Its once-thriving buildings had been reduced to ruins, and hardly any intact structures remained anywhere in the city.
Every national leadership was stunned by the sight. In particular, when they saw the Thousand-Hand Centipede in Sakura Country's sky—flapping its wings, roaring in arrogant fury, its body over five hundred meters long and covered in rows of savage, pallid corpse-hands—they felt almost as though they could no longer breathe.
The leadership of the Beautiful Country's Black House was equally shaken.
In fact, the Black House had convened an emergency meeting as soon as Yokosuka came under attack. Before they could even come up with a plan, however, they received the latest reports: first, the destruction of Yokosuka Naval Port, and then the annihilation of Tokyo.
Over the next few days, the Black House held several meetings almost every day. Like now.
"Professor Ovila, is this the sea monster you mentioned—the one that sank the Mitchell and Zhala frigates, the monster from the ten-thousand-meter-deep ancient-island ruins in the Mariana Trench?"
Jesmin stared at the electronic screen hanging before them. It was showing satellite footage of the scene where the Thousand-Hand Centipede had destroyed Tokyo.
Modern satellite imaging was extremely precise, allowing Jesmin to clearly sense just how terrifying the Centipede Sea Monster was.
He felt a shiver merely watching it through a video. Facing it in person would be another matter entirely.
Standing before such a monster, humanity seemed unbelievably tiny.
Professor Ovila, whom Jesmin had questioned, wore an expression of