"Why intercept it?"
Andrew drawled, "Just put on a show. Don't get so worked up. Watch him build his grand tower, watch him feast his guests, watch his... tower come crashing down."
The female commander froze, then understood. Everything was under the King of Abilities' control, or he would never have been so relaxed. She shook her head and began going through the motions. Less work was better, anyway. She wasn't getting paid.
This is the perfect opportunity to force out the King of Abilities' trump card. Without it, he'll have no way to turn things around.
Chthon thought to himself. With the female commander present, the King of Abilities' trump card would surely be stopped. After all, she carried a Super Divine Artifact that several of them had created together.
"Damn it, stop the red rain already! Won't someone save those poor people?"
The viewers watched in frantic anxiety. At that moment, they felt overwhelming sympathy for the people on the Main Star. Being betrayed by their own king was simply too cruel.
The red rain kept falling. King Balam grew more excited, the viewers grew more anxious, and the people on the Main Star grew more terrified. Then, uh... nothing happened. Even those caught in the red rain suffered no ill effects. They merely needed to go home and change their clothes.
Of course, the people didn't know that. They still thought they were dying and kept wailing in despair on the ground—with remarkably strong lungs.
Just then, a commanding voice rang out in the sky. "Do you hate King Balam?"
"Yes! We hate him more than anything!"
Countless people roared in fury, their cries echoing across the entire planet. The voice in the sky continued, "Then do you want to kill King Balam?"
The people kept shouting,