"God, what the fuck kind of power is this?!"
"Did you move all of Asia here?! Or did you empty out some alien civilization?!"
It was as if the black clouds blotting out the sun were endless.
As densely packed, fully equipped ranks of the Awakener Legion continued pouring out.
The several Third Orders Ron had brought all stared blankly with their mouths agape at the Steel Torrent before them.
No, Steel Torrent could no longer describe it.
When one Supersonic Fighter Jet after another, brimming with a sci-fi aesthetic, and enormous space battleships sailed out, they felt like natives seeing aliens.
After the Doom, let alone Technological Artifacts—
In a place like North America, even turning on a light bulb was a problem for them.
Apart from ancient steam generators or diesel generators, anything even remotely connected to modern technology would malfunction.
The defenses of the various military bases had already changed from radar-guided artillery and missiles to Awakeners carrying TNT and acting as human bombers. Almost all the usable weapons and equipment were antiques from the seventies and eighties.
So.
Why did something like this exist?
Why were there so many?
Who am I?
Where am I?
Unlike his subordinates, who were unable to understand any of this, Ron reacted the fastest. He drew a deep breath and looked at Lin An with an extremely complicated expression.
"Is Dragon Security planning to fight to the death here?!"
"Did you teleport all your troops here?!"
"You plan to hide here and deal a fatal blow to those monsters?!"
Shock and bitterness.
The clown was me all along.
As soon as Ron finished speaking, his scalp went numb, and goosebumps rose all over his body as if he had been electrocuted.
*Fuck! He had actually been planning to persuade Lin