Trash simply doesn't deserve to be companions; if they die, they die.
The ones who truly should survive are elites like them.
They alone can lead humanity towards a truly bright future!
Platinum furrowed his brow tighter and tighter, but of course, wouldn't scold his youngest son at this moment. He watched the mysterious city through the lens, as if wanting to uncover the secrets hidden behind it.
"Who?"
A startled cry exploded in the communication channel.
The projection screen quickly split into one hundred and thirty-six pieces, different angles collectively piecing together the rain-soaked City of Sin, with artificial intelligence swiftly locking onto the Omega's lens, only to see the blood splattering forth.
That was an Omega of the Overlord Path, a descendant from a prominent family in Magic City, yet at this moment, he seemed to be drained of his soul, collapsing to the ground, blood staining the rain-drenched scene, shocking to behold!
