The High Council.
The remaining five members stared at multiple screens.
They saw a sea of blood, from which countless tentacles and sharp claws reached out, grasping one warrior after another.
Even the mechas, once seized and pulled into the sea of blood, vanished without a trace, not even stirring a ripple.
"Blood Tide Master... How did this god-level monster reach the height of ten thousand meters?"
Hoff screamed, overseeing the distribution of supplies.
Forget the Sky Dragon, how did this lake of blood get to Sky City?
"God-level monsters often possess abilities beyond our comprehension... like the Sky Dragon, whose spirit and thoughts can even warp space..."
Hoff rubbed his cheeks, "Fussing over this is now meaningless, the more critical matter is... we need to discuss the city's final safety issues."
"Like over here!"
