Morel tightened his grip on his pipe. "Three Squadron Leaders and six Army Commanders. The chairman left us more than we expected."
Knov's face went pale. "What are they researching?"
Netero took a step forward. "Ho ho ho. You handle the Army Commanders."
Ponzu immediately took to the air, and Dragonfly spread its wings.
Morel raised his pipe and took a deep drag. Thick smoke poured from his mouth and began spreading through the passage. It formed a maze that partitioned the battlefield, separating the ordinary soldiers from the Squadron Leaders.
Knov positioned both hands, ready to activate Scream at any moment and take the heads off the combat soldiers Morel had isolated.
Kirkia clenched his fists and stood beside Knov.
Odin stood at the rear without moving, simply watching Netero.
Gido, the leopard-type Squadron Leader, charged first.
He was incredibly fast, covering thirteen meters in an instant.
His right hand slashed down like a claw, whistling sharply through the air as it struck straight at Netero's head.
Netero sidestepped. The claw brushed past his clothes and struck the wall behind him.
It carved a meter-long gash into the wall, at least half a meter deep.
"Ho ho ho."
Netero raised his right hand with a bizarre slowness and speed, striking Squadron Leader Gido in the chest.
Bam.
Squadron Leader Gido flew backward.
He crashed through two walls and landed in a pile of broken earth dozens of meters away.
A fist-sized hole gaped in his chest, bodily fluid flowing from it.
His eyes stared blankly upward, as though wondering how he could have been hit despite being so fast.
What he did not know was that he would still have stood a chance if he had chosen anyone in Odin's group other than Netero or Odin.
But there were