He kept sending messages to every Origin in the city.
It was exhausting!
So exhausting!
After all, most of the Origins here had been powerhouses who never bothered with productive work before their fall. He could count on them to fight, but when it came to construction and planning, they were complete amateurs. It was already a blessing if they didn't cause trouble.
"We're short on technical talent."
Sir Awen looked up and murmured.
And just then.
All of a sudden.
Something triggered the alarm system set up outside Dark Night City. A piercing alarm instantly rang throughout the city, making everyone at work look up in shock.
"Are we being invaded?!"
"What's going on?!"
"Is there still anyone in the Dark World who dares attack our Dark Night City?!"
In an instant, before Sir Awen could even react, several Origins who had been idling in the city until they practically grew mold turned into streaks of light at an unimaginable speed and rushed toward the source of the alarm.
Clearly, all this construction had left them bored out of their minds. They were desperate for some fool to come looking for trouble!
Boom-
Boom-
The Titan Head, who had been drowsy just moments earlier, crashed down from high in the sky onto the wasteland outside the city. Eyes wide, a massive cigar thick enough to take several people to encircle clenched in its mouth, it exuded an imposing presence without even showing anger.
"Finally-a fight-my bones were practically-degenerating-"
Immediately afterward, the Colossus Brain's graceful figure landed silently amid billowing Blood Energy. It cast a sideways glance, then gazed toward the distant sky.
And close behind.
The Witch God Head raced over with Xiao Xiao from another direction. The Dollhouse's Black Fortress, hovering high in the sky like a satellite,