Another window played surveillance footage from a military base.
A general who had received a "divine gift" stood barehanded on a firing range.
A heavy tank charged toward him at high speed.
One second before the tank struck him, he let out an inhuman roar and threw a punch!
Boom!
A deafening crash rang out!
The steel behemoth, weighing over fifty tons, was actually punched clean off the ground.
It spun through seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air, then slammed into the ground, reduced to a heap of twisted scrap!
The general merely shook out his hand, as though he had only swatted a fly.
Another video was even more chilling.
When a special forces unit surrounded a politician who had accepted the power, his body suddenly mutated. Hard scales grew beneath his skin, bony wings sprouted from his back, and he spat acid capable of melting metal. Like a tiger among sheep, he slaughtered the entire well-equipped unit in mere dozens of seconds.
Seven videos. Seven "Divine Agents" who resembled Demon Gods.
Every one of them displayed inhuman strength far beyond human limits. Crushing high-explosive armor-piercing rounds with bare hands, taking laser weapon fire head-on, punching Main Battle Tanks into the air...
The air in the conference room seemed to freeze.
The military leaders present were all hardened men who had clawed their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, yet their expressions had never been so grave.
This kind of power had completely surpassed the scope of conventional warfare.
"How... how are we supposed to fight this?"
At last, a senior civilian official in charge of logistics and equipment spoke in a trembling voice.
He was a typical technocrat, and the scenes on the screen had utterly terrified him.
"Our soldiers are flesh