"Hic..."
After letting out another alcohol-laden hiccup, Leon bent down to pick up the head of the plump female cleaner who was screaming, and tossed it onto a pile of heads belonging to the Gemini Branch cleaners. Then, with his hands on his hips and six-tenths drunk, he loudly challenged:
"Anyone else?"
"Say something!"
"Is this all Gemini Branch has?"
"..."
Facing Leon, who was throwing a drunken fit, the Gemini Branch cleaners couldn't help but shrink their necks and avert their eyes, with no one daring to meet Leon's gaze.
They couldn't win; it was impossible to win.
This was the most powerful abnormal object that had instantly destroyed six legions, and even with the "secret nail" sealing it in advance, this alleged third-level cleaner who had joined just over three months ago exhibited a crushing force that was utterly despairing.
