My World

At least five people who saw the livestream were itching to make a move.

Though they were desperate to see the Blue White Society collapse, they still shook their heads at Guwajai's actions.

"Too reckless."

"He's completely brain-dead. The Blue White Society must be mobilizing people in secret. He's about to die!"

All five had experienced being hunted down. They looked down on the Blue White Society too, but not to this extent! He was acting as though no one in the world could stop him.

Still, having someone step forward to court death gave them an opportunity.

And even now, the Blue White Society had done nothing, allowing Guwajai to keep rambling.

The five wondered whether something had gone wrong within the Blue White Society.

By their understanding, when a Contained Object erupted so openly, it was common sense for it to be located and tracked within a minute, surrounded within three minutes, and dealt with within five.

All this time, they had never had much chance to sharpen themselves before being utterly crushed. The Blue White Society never gave them room to catch their breath.

If things continued like this, they would never have a chance to rise.

So this was the best possible opportunity. They intended to strike first and strengthen themselves.

At that moment, Guwajai was still speaking at length, clearly having thrown caution to the wind.

But the Blue White Society did not give him the chance to finish. An ion cannon stationed in Earth's satellite orbit struck him.

Five-hundred-thousand-degree plasma descended abruptly. At the same time, Guwajai vanished instantly, along with the Pawn Machine.

The plasma that struck nothing flash-boiled vast quantities of seawater. Steam filled a huge stretch of ocean, like the lid of an enormous steamer being lifted.

"He actually got away?"