They watched as the missile ascended, collided with the giant dragon's body, and then shattered like an egg thrown against a stone, turning into crystallized powder that scattered in the air without even causing a slight burst of fireworks.
The conference room fell silent, modern humans had never felt so powerless so directly.
The bald man silently picked up the phone, "Emergency contact..."
His words were cut off by someone.
It was as though the voice came through something, a muffled sound.
"Just like I said before."
Yet that voice overshadowed all the background noise, entering everyone's ears with utter clarity.
"Then sit tight, don't do anything. Don't get smart and cause me trouble!"
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The air was fresh.
The view was expansive.
One could feel everything.
The surge of power, the crystallization of desires, the manifestation of wants, the regrets lingering within this body, the grand desires that once drove its actions...
Those were now unnecessary clutter.