The Herrscher of Thousands' Attack (Part 2) / The Clash Between the Moth and the Herrscher of Thousands
Even bulletproof vests made of high-strength Kevlar fiber appeared so fragile and powerless before this lethal firepower, utterly incapable of protecting their wearers' lives.
As the patrol team was wiped out, the Thousand-Man Herrscher individual with abilities similar to the Herrscher of Wind slowly strolled up to the captain.
But to everyone's surprise, it did not attack this traitor.
"Good work."
"Everything for God!"
Those brief words brought the truth of the patrol captain's betrayal to light.
It turned out he had long since become one of the Thousand-Man Herrschers.
Just as the two Thousand-Man Herrscher individuals were about to say something else, the walkie-talkie clipped to the patrol captain's chest crackled to life.
"Patrol Team Three, what just happened?"
Hearing the inquiry from the walkie-talkie, the patrol captain, who had long since been transformed into a Thousand-Man Herrscher individual, replied to the nuclear power plant's security control room in a voice no different from usual.
"Oh, nothing. We just encountered an attack by a group of refugees. They've been shot dead, and everything is fine now."
Hearing the patrol captain's response, the security control room did not think anything was amiss.
Ever since the Pseudo Black Hole released by the Ninth Herrscher had swallowed the Mu Continent, extreme acts like attempted attacks on nuclear power plants had become increasingly common and were no longer particularly shocking.
They could not really blame the attackers for their motives.
In this unstable world, not everyone was fortunate enough to have a stable job like theirs, one that could support a family and shield them from life's storms.
For those lonely, rootless souls, when the crushing weight of life and society's indifference accumulated beyond what they could bear, they chose extreme means to express their dissatisfaction and resistance against society. It was regrettable,