The Author's POV

During the time that Mo Jinhao was going on his rampage, the soldier who had left a few minutes earlier was making his way toward the parliament.

8092 was the assigned number of the subject, and just like all the other super soldiers of the program, he did not have an ounce of emotions as they were the first things that were stripped away from him.

8092 casually walked in the direction of the dome-shaped structure that was in his line of sight while holding onto a small black rectangular cube.

Because everyone's attention was currently being directed toward the conflict that was taking place further away, he didn't have to worry about anyone spotting him at the moment.

Even if there was someone who remained behind to guard the parliament and the defensive system, it was highly likely that their attention was focused on the fight that was taking place in the distance.

Because of the nature of Mo Jinhao's power, it was obvious that he was extremely dangerous, and one could not afford to divert their attention to anything else given the circumstances.

In addition, nobody in their right mind would ever believe that the Monolith would go to the extent of using one of their most powerful people as bait, making 8092's objective that much simpler.

This was exactly what the leader had been aiming for from the very start.

He intended to lure Mo Jinhao into a trap so that 8092 would rush the parliament while everyone else was preoccupied with the fight. This would allow him to detonate the explosive that had been prepared.

The plan….it was a good one.

By the time that 8092 arrived one hundred meters away from the parliament, he already knew that his mission had been accomplished and he activated the box in his hands.

Beep—!

The moment the box was switched on, the area as a whole went completely silent, and the attention of those who were watching over the area finally turned toward him.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

Box in hand, 8092 watched as the world around him twisted and everything within his vision disintegrated.

Boom—!

The last thing that he heard was a powerful explosion that tore through the sky, and the world began to shake.

***

[Boom—!]

Hemlock stood and watched as the city of Dromeda was consumed in flames and a terrifying explosion resounded throughout the air from the comfort of his throne.

The hazy blue dome that was rotating around the city started to show signs of wear and tear, and within the space of one minute, the wall that was encircling the city began to fall apart.

"Rooooar!"

"Rooooooar!"

by a horde of ravenous beasts, which consisted of hundreds of different

had most likely

the city, and over the course of time, he was gradually becoming

and his face was

kill you! I'll

curses in the air as he continued to shout with all of

"Noisy."

his breath, his interest quickly

way over to their side of the

"Roooooar!"

"Rooooooar!"

comfortably on his throne, observed in complete composure as the

the faint sound of his breathing resounded throughout the hall, which was now completely

back on his throne,

to be

as Mo Jinhao. However, it turned out to be a deal that was well worth

Sacrificing one in order

found it to be

thankful for

to such extremes had it not been for the words

it and make a new one.

was confused at first, but Hemlock now

king had anticipated that the new head of the alliance, Kevin Voss, would be aware of his

to take control of the city when he told him to

his closest allies, but Hemlock didn't

was a goal

to take in order to achieve the objectives that he

achieve his objectives, even if it meant sacrificing millions of humans or eliminating one of his most powerful executives,

who

just

his focus to the screen, where Mo Jinhao and the other members of the alliance were engaged in

was on his last leg, and he had already reached his point of exhaustion.

the same number of people standing in front of Mo

dare you

a couple of faint

out his mumbled words even though he was kneeling