C570 I Want You to Get out on Your Own

The skinny old man slowly said, "Give the order for the death squadron to attack."

"Fight to the death!"

"Understood."

A voice rang out from the corner. It was precisely the person who had bowed to the darkness earlier. They were experiment subjects of the God Creation Program and possessed great power.

But he couldn't leave the station.

As his voice faded, a fierce, bald man stood up