Hal Was Still on His Way Back

"All units, attention! Open fire immediately!"

The commander suppressed the shock in his heart and hurriedly gave the order.

Although nuclear bombs had no effect on Parallax, they could not just stand by and watch. At the very least, they had to put on a show and provide some emotional reassurance, letting the public know that they had truly tried.

Every department responded swiftly, and the radar achieved a lock immediately.

The next moment, missiles tore through the air, trailing blazing white exhaust as they shot into the sky.

Rumble—!!

The skies above all of Coast City lit up in an instant.

Explosions rang out without end. Blossoms of fire burst one after another in midair, layering over Parallax's enormous body. Thick smoke wrapped around the flames, covering half of Parallax's massive form.

The entire sky looked as though it were on fire. From the ground, even the black mist had been dyed a dark red.

After being overshadowed by superheroes so many times, the military had truly gone all out this time rather than remain a mere backdrop.

Regardless of its actual power, the visual impact was certainly maxed out.

Yet after all that firepower rained down, the black mist on Parallax's body merely twisted slightly, like ripples spreading from a stone dropped into water, before returning to normal in the blink of an eye.

Ignoring the relentless bombardment, Parallax's enormous body continued pressing down toward the surface.

The people below finally realized that something was wrong.

Like NPCs whose escape behavior had been triggered in a game, they screamed and scattered through the streets, shoving one another and crushing together in panicked crowds.

In an instant, the entire street descended into chaos.

Sensing the wildly spreading fear below, Parallax condensed the black mist into a huge, round head.