She asked cautiously.
"I released a projection of Destruction Star God Nanook and scared the enemy Emanators shitless, then punched each of them while their pants were still wet."
"Considering it was their turf, they definitely had contingencies to protect themselves. Still, that punch packed quite a wallop. If I took one myself, I'd be screaming for a long time. Unless something unexpected happened, they're probably all lying in the ICU right now."
Russell had not had time to see the results of his attack, but he could more or less work them out.
—His main body ranked around T1 among Emanators. If he started burning his life, he could go up another tier. Beating up Brother Civil Engineering's Emanators was obviously easy.
But his clone was, at most, one percent as powerful as his main body. Though its skills were flashy, in practical terms it was about equivalent to that Great Lord of Annihilation, whose honorific had never been recorded in history, unleashing a major attack.
—If a Great Lord of Annihilation used an ultimate and the company's Emanators died right outside the Interstellar Peace Company's main gate, then there would be no point in keeping the company open. They might as well bend over and sell themselves.
Considering the company's executives were all fairly good-looking, they could probably make a decent living that way.
"They lost an Emanator and several lesser Emanators in one go, and with the manifestation of the God of Destruction's miracle, his brainless fans will definitely come here for a group outing next. The company is absolutely going to piss itself."
The moment those words came out, everyone in the chat group was left speechless. No wonder this asshole was so certain that the Interstellar Peace Company would be desperate to recruit people. The