Facing the flood of questions from the reporters, Hong and Thunder God's expressions turned grave. They knew full well how powerful the Golden Horned Beast was; humanity's current methods were simply incapable of fighting a cosmic-level powerhouse like it.
Yet as Earth's strongest individuals, they could not show even the slightest weakness or despair. They could only stand tall and become humanity's pillars of spiritual support.
Hong spoke first, his voice steady and powerful. "Dear members of the press, I understand your worry and fear regarding the Golden Horned Beast. But please believe this: humanity has never bowed its head before hardship, and we will not abandon hope in this crisis either."
Thunder God added, "Yes, the Golden Horned Beast is indeed powerful, but we also have many mysterious forces still kept on Earth. We are doing everything we can to study this monster's weaknesses and habits, searching for a way to defeat it."
The reporters were not satisfied with such an answer and continued pressing them. "Mr. Hong, Mr. Thunder God, could you reveal any specific battle plans or response strategies?"
Hong shook his head, his expression resolute. "We are still formulating the specific battle plans, but I can tell you this: we will never sit and wait for death. We will fight the Golden Horned Beast to the very end, until the final moment."
Those words said nothing, yet they said everything. They had no other solution but to fight to the death.
"We have no power to resist!"
"No matter how sturdy the war fortress, how valiant the Fighters, or how powerful the Martial Artists, before the Golden Horned Beast, all they can do is meet the fate of being swallowed in one bite."
"This is a nightmare."
"A catastrophe!"
"Our end has arrived!!!"
The dark-skinned president