He slowly lowered his hand.
Lin An listened silently to the Annihilator's account, his face revealing no expression.
He had not been convinced by the Annihilator's so-called claims about traitors, merely remaining noncommittal.
Everyone would defend themselves from their own standpoint, regardless of whether Dragon Security was truly a poisonous tumor to civilization or the genuine executioner of their race in the Annihilator's eyes.
Lin An made no judgment on this point.
This was merely a typical case of overthrowing an individual after the collective interest had been harmed.
But what was the so-called collective, if not the product of individuals banding together?
Dragon Security was actually very much like him. Or rather, in an environment like Doomsday, every super-powerful individual of every race would eventually walk this path.
However, recalling the information Anna had told him about the Mutated, Lin An could be certain that Dragon Security, the Perfected One of this world, was definitely not as selfish as the Annihilator claimed.
At most, he had indeed consumed somewhat more resources.
"Did he kill all the Mutants?"
"First, did he want the Survivors to no longer be threatened by monsters, giving him an extreme 'Holy Mother' mentality?"
"Second, was his talent supposed to let him efficiently absorb the psionic energy left behind when Mutants died?"
He muttered inwardly.
Lin An had always been extremely curious about the Perfected One he had fused with. Although the other party had already disappeared, he could feel that fusing with the other's corpse had affected him to the very depths of his being.
Moreover, Lin An had to admit that the strength of his mutated state was terrifying—simply more frightening than any existence he had ever seen!
Within just a few hours, it could be strengthened from Fourth Order High-Rank to possessing enough