"Don't look back!"
The patriarch shouted, and immediately behind him came the screams of his companions.
The spawns' martial artists failed to dodge and were cleaved in two by the crescent blade, blood spraying everywhere.
In the main control room, Valentin stared intently at the spirit projection on the screen, his eyes full of disbelief.
"This is impossible!"
He slammed his fist heavily on the command station, his whole body trembling, partly from excitement, partly from fear.
"How could the War God Puppet attack our people! This is absolutely impossible!"
The deputy commander's face was also pale. "Could it be a malfunction in the control module?"
"A malfunction? Are you joking?!"
"The War God Puppet was personally created by the God Clan. How could it malfunction? It possesses self-awareness, and we don't have any control over it!"
