In an enclosed underground space.
Before the flickering giant screen, the Demon Association's senior members stared blankly at the image displayed on it.
The enormous creation that towered into the clouds now looked like an insurmountable mountain.
Smack, smack, smack-
Smack, smack, smack-
With every smack, the vacant gazes of everyone present twitched.
Especially the Heart-Eater Demon, who stood braced against the screen. That stiff smile remained on his face, but for some reason, his cheeks felt like they were burning.
As though those tentacles that kept landing on the colossus with smack after smack...
Were not lashing the colossus, but slapping him in the face.
"P-President!"
A senior demon dressed in black robes said shakily:
"I don't think we have the advantage here! Didn't you just say... that even if the colossus couldn't stop those three Root-Level beings, it could at least put up a fight and buy us a few hours?"
"But looking at things now... I think even ten minutes would be giving us far too much credit!"
In the darkness, the enormous screen glowed inside the high-tech central command room.
The setting and atmosphere were utterly solemn and serious from any angle, but the image projected from the giant screen, showing the colossus pinned to the ground and repeatedly whipped...
No matter how they looked at it.
Made the whole scene feel somewhat absurd.
Like Ultraman being pinned to the ground and smacked around by a monster...
The Heart-Eater Demon trembled with fury, a breath of rage churning in his chest that he simply could not release.
"Stop... stop standing around! Hurry up and gather the documents... take everything you can carry, and get the leap device ready immediately! Do you hear me?!"
"I said immediately! Right now! Move!"
He roared.
Wooo-wooo-
Throughout the base,