"Quick, fire the Death Ray, quick!"
Balazs Liki completely lost the composure of a superior being and bellowed at the Cylinder Brain in the darkness of night.
"Fire... Interference from an unknown source... Warning, warning, detecting special fluctuations in the Book of Death..."
The entire secret room was illuminated by flashing red alert warning lights.
This sudden change stupefied the Three Founders on the spot.
They were dumbfounded.
The Book of Death was gone.
Having devoured the brainwaves and energy nurtured by tens of thousands of humans, it emitted a ghostly radiance.
"What... what exactly is happening?"
Balazs Liki's voice trembled.
It was over.
Everything was over.
The final trump card had failed.
Now the only thing they could do was probably to stall using Old Bush and make a run for it.
Pat—
Footsteps sounded from behind.
