Under the sway of his fury, Senturion blew the control console in front of him to pieces with one punch.
The flying mechanical parts bounced off his forehead, making intimate contact with the veins bulging there like gnarled old tree roots.
After bouncing a few times, the parts hit the floor with a crisp clatter, but the sound did nothing to cover his labored breathing.
Senturion was furious.
His anger was so intense that his skin, originally a pale red, had turned a deep red, as if it were swollen with blood.
Still, his cardiovascular health was far better than Yulia had imagined. Even in this state, he remained standing firm.
A few minutes later, Senturion finally calmed down.
Watching the ship fly farther and farther from its destination, he realized this was no time to lose his temper. His top priority was to tell the others what had happened so they could prepare themselves.
Senturion immediately contacted the other teams sent by headquarters, but no matter how many times he called over his communicator, he received no response.
With no other choice, he quickly contacted the Black Flute Pirates. After a burst of static, the call finally connected.
He hurriedly told the Black Flute Pirates' leader, Daken, what had happened and warned him to stay on his guard.
Then he urgently contacted Mita headquarters. The Lord of Mita didn't say much; he simply shouted a string of furious curses about Bai Fu, then said he would notify the other teams and told Senturion to find a way to hurry over and join them.
Senturion's response had been undeniably quick, but did Bai Fu really think he wouldn't tamper with his communicator when she used the Virtual Heart to seize control of the ship?
In fact, Daken and the Lord