Gensei Kihara's expression stiffened unnaturally.
But he soon regained his composure.
"At a time like this, do you think I'd fall for such an obvious trick?"
He sneered impassively.
"I did install a Dream Creator, but I removed that device long before connecting to the core of the Level Upper network."
Although he was filled with greed and desire for the unknown, Gensei Kihara had not lost his basic competence as a scientist.
Before taking on the role of the core, he had reassembled his body, personally handling every step to eliminate any possible technical vulnerabilities.
But as a precaution, Gensei Kihara still floated into the air and gave an order to the AIM Burst wrapped around his body like a bubble.
"Kill him with everything you have!"
A simple command brought pressure beyond imagination.
Unlike Gensei Kihara, who needed a transfer to use its power, the AIM Burst, with no middleman involved, immediately let out a savage roar.
And inside its mouth, power hundreds, thousands of times more terrifying than Gensei Kihara's earlier power began surging.
The light seemed to burn as energy so vast that even a nuclear bomb could not compare gathered in the AIM Burst's mouth, constantly compressing and drawing tightly together.
During this process alone, huge amounts of stray electricity splashed out like raindrops, turning the platform below into a honeycomb riddled with holes.
Merely circulating its power could subject the Material World to such an unimaginable impact.
The might of a breath unleashed with that power needed no explanation.
The AIM Burst's scarlet pupils held nothing but utter coldness.
It was an amalgamation of hatred and resentment to begin with, a higher-order life-form forged from purely negative emotions.
The emotion of pain was the finest nourishment for the AIM Burst.
So not only did