Silently waiting for an explanation.
The Exoskeleton Armor on the man's body began to writhe.
As if it were sucking milk.
The spikes extending from the Bone Armor grew into the triangular monster beneath his feet.
A slurping sound rang out, as if the Bone Armor on his body were alive and greedily devouring the liquid flowing out.
"Delicious. Powerful."
"Isn't it?"
Inside the crystal ball, the old man suddenly changed the subject, casting an obscure glance at the armor on the commander's body.
His expression froze.
The commander, who had been preparing to reply to the military district's message, looked at the old man strangely.
His expression was somewhat unnatural.
That's right.
The Underground City Project's modification ability was indeed very powerful.
The Bone Armor on his body belonged neither to equipment nor to an item.
Therefore, it was not restricted by the System and provided him with additional Combat Power.
Otherwise, he really would not have been confident of dealing with an Executioner (Triangle) alone.
The triangular monster that had just been disintegrated beneath his feet still possessed tenacious vitality, but under the absorption of the Bone Spikes, it gradually shriveled.
It struggled and spasmed silently.
The fluid-like substance entering his body actually gave him a feeling of pleasure.
In essence,
he was eating the monster alive.
Perhaps deep in his heart, there had always been a voice telling him that doing this made him no different from a monster.
He resisted.
The commander silently and subconsciously covered the Bone Spikes that had extended out, having no intention of answering the question either.
His voice was hoarse:
"We need an explanation."
"Or rather, what should we do?"
The military group inside the Trial Tower was constantly asking him questions at this moment.
There was not much time before