Cough!
Cough!
Cough!
Corey coughed out mouthfuls of blood as he looked at the missing chunk of his waist.
It took him a long while which was just three seconds to understand what was going on.
He was looking at the hands of the colossal puppet with immense focus, then his body moved to the side without his orders, then he heard a massive explosion behind him, then he saw a massive scorched crater, then he saw that he was bleeding.
What was going on?
Why was he bleeding?
When was he attacked?
Who attacked him?
Despite the fact that Corey had all these questions in his mind, he subconsciously knew the answers to these questions.
Why is why he shifted his gaze from his bleeding waist to the colossal hands that crushed the Heavenly Executor.
Or, to be more exact... That was meant to have crushed the Heavenly Executor.
"No way."
Corey muttered in disbelief as he saw the colossal hands crumble into pieces.
