"Let's gather together first."

Hera thought about it and decided to gather everyone first and then figure out a solution later.

"Okay, boss, we'll get started now..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of a phone falling to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Hera asked hurriedly.

But there was no response from the other end.

I could vaguely hear something like a wolf's low growl.

Then came the sound of the phone being hung up.

Were they in danger?

Thoth, sitting in the passenger seat, asked as he adjusted his glasses.

Hera did not answer him, but instead used her connections with her subordinates to begin observing their perspectives.

...

On Fran's side.

Fran gripped the flesh-and-blood longsword tightly in his hand, staring warily ahead.

Aikalen protected the four little ones behind her.

Several dragon bone cannons hovered around him.

In front of them stood a giant, snow-white wolf, nearly three meters tall at the shoulder, with a hideous scar on its cheek.

It lowered its body slightly, bared its teeth, and kept making low growls.

A cloud of smog appeared out of nowhere.

The already dimly lit alleyway instantly became pitch black.

"I'm speechless. Why are there such powerful mutants in the city?!"

Fran was unable to sense the specific level of the opponent.

Yet, one could still sense that this mutant was incredibly powerful.

Compared to Fran's nervousness, Ekalen only had worry for the child in her eyes.

After all, he is a 'star'.

He was still confident that he could defeat the alien species in front of him.