Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 1700: Chapter 1517: King of Monsters 2

Chapter 1700: Chapter 1517: King of Monsters 2

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On the screen, three blinding laser beams pierced through the air, their intensity and precision aimed directly at the creature. A collective intake of breath filled the room as everyone held their anticipation.

And then, the lights dispersed.

"What!" The exclamation reverberated through the stunned silence that followed. The scales of the creature remained unscathed, defying all expectations and defying the laws of nature itself.

"That's impossible!" Voices filled with disbelief echoed throughout the room. The realization sank in that even a Grand Emperor monster, known for its formidable defenses, would not emerge unscathed from the onslaught of the strongest lasers. And yet, this enigmatic creature seemed impervious to their assault.

The meeting room erupted in a cacophony of noise, as discussions and debates erupted in response to this unfathomable display of resilience. Even the usually composed Rankers, including Maria and the others, could not conceal their astonishment. The power of the magic laser beams was undeniable, and yet, this creature stood unharmed.

"Everybody, I can guarantee that those three laser beams were at 100% power," Julius spoke with utmost seriousness, attempting to restore a semblance of order.

"Please continue watching," he urged, recognizing that there was still more to uncover in this extraordinary encounter.

Silence fell over the room, a heavy blanket of absolute stillness that enveloped everyone present. All eyes remained fixated on the screen, captivated by the unfolding spectacle.

The mysterious creature, in a display of its unfathomable power, opened its mouth. The very fabric of space seemed to contort and distort around it, a phenomenon so extraordinary that even the naked eye could perceive it. And then, the impossible happened the massive base, which dwarfed the creature in size, began to levitate. As it ascended, it underwent a remarkable transformation, shrinking smaller and smaller until it was no more than a mere 5 meters wide. And with a swift motion, the creature devoured the base in its entirety.

"!!!!!"

The exclamation of shock rippled through the room, intermingled with gasps of disbelief and fervent prayers to the gods above. No matter how composed the leaders and seasoned warriors in the room were, this scene shattered their understanding of the world and defied all known laws of physics. The enormity of a base exceeding 400 meters in length defying gravity and being consumed like a meal-it was an incomprehensible feat that science could not explain.

Julius broke the silence with a solemn tone.

"All 50 thousand soldiers aboard the base were devoured, with no survivors," he declared, the weight of the revelation hanging heavily in the air.

"However," he continued, his voice steady but filled with an undercurrent of urgency,

"this is just the beginning." The room collectively held its breath, bracing themselves for what was to come, knowing that they were witnessing an unprecedented event that would shape the course of their world.

Julius's gaze swept across the room, taking in the somber faces of his comrades. The weight of the situation hung heavy in the air, stifling any words that might have been spoken.

"With this creature as their leader," Julius began, his voice steady but laced with a tinge of despair, "the other two grand emperors and countless sea monsters have rallied under its command. They have launched a relentless assault, converging on our territory."

As he spoke, the screen displayed a horrifying sight. Waves upon waves of sea monsters surged down the river, their monstrous forms charging towards the mainland with reckless abandon.

The scene abruptly shifted, revealing another island housing a base responsible for monitoring the underwater dungeon and neighboring dungeons. And to everyone's disbelief, the mysterious creature had devoured yet another base, leaving only remnants of its existence behind.

"There is no way to resist," a voice whispered, the resignation evident in its tone. "No matter how fortified the base, how courageous the soldiers, or how powerful the adventurers and mercenaries, they are all swallowed whole by this creature. It devours everything in its path." The room erupted in a cacophony of despair and fear.

"It's a nightmare!" someone exclaimed, their voice trembling.

"A catastrophe!" cried another.

"This is the apocalypse!" shouted a third, their words echoing the terror that gripped their hearts.

Julius's gaze returned to the room, surveying the faces of his comrades. The once bustling meeting room had fallen into a haunting silence, the weight of the impending doom rendering them speechless. Each person's eyes reflected a mixture of fear, determination, and a desperate hope for a solution that seemed increasingly elusive.

"We called this mysterious monster the King of Monsters!" he said and the others understood why the mysterious monster was given this codename as it perfectly fit the monster.

There was a heavy silence in the conference room, the atmosphere was heavy, beyond gloomy.

"The sea monsters are advancing rapidly, led by that enigmatic creature. We are defenseless against their onslaught! What do we do?" Julius's voice quivered with anxiety as he scanned the faces in the meeting room, finding only grave expressions in return.

Isaac Hansley, the commander of the Drexian empire, possesses a warm and long face, with his brown, short hair pulled back to expose his features. His round blue eyes, filled with caution and weariness, bear witness to the countless battles and losses he has endured alongside his armies.

A visible mark of fallen debris adorns his face, starting from the top of his left cheek and running towards the right side of his lips, ultimately ending near his left nostril. This scar serves as a powerful reminder of his unwavering determination and the honor he has fought to reclaim.

Commander Isaac Hansley's visage reflects both the weight of his responsibilities and the resilience he embodies as a leader in the face of overwhelming adversity.

The commander, a distinguished man adorned with military medals and a proud mustache, spoke up.

"As of now, the death toll has reached 210,400" His voice wavered and tears welled up in his

eyes.

A heavy silence settled over the room, each person feeling the weight of the devastating loss they had suffered. The sheer magnitude of lives lost was incomprehensible, and the reality of their situation became more dire with each passing moment.