With the existence of three overpowered individuals with ridiculous abilities named Asher Wargrave, Acker Holloway, and Saitama Silverleaf, the Velkarin Empire Soldiers began to thin out, their numbers dwindling at an astronomical rate and with staggering speed.
Tens. Hundreds. Thousands. Tens of thousands.
The trio were like wolves dropped into a chicken pen, like final bosses mistakenly dropped in a beginner zone.
They showed no mercy, exercised no restraint, and gave no thought to keeping anyone alive. They didn't care about age differences, power gaps, or gender distinctions. All that mattered were two things: were you from the Velkarin Empire, and were you still alive?
If the answers to these two questions were yes, then you were about to breathe your last.
