That consciousness hesitated.

He instantly took control of most of the flesh devices and mechanical instruments inside the Hanging Tower.

Mechanus was his most trusted subordinate, which was why he had granted him the highest authority within the association, allowing him full control over all matters big and small.

But this didn't mean everything could proceed without his authorization.

Because mobilizing such a large force was no small matter.

Almost instantly.

He remotely connected to Mechanus's communicator.

"Mechanus, what exactly is going on?! How could you authorize such a massive mobilization of the biological corps?! You must give me a reasonable explanation!"

That gloomy voice rumbled through Lynn's communicator.

Lynn was momentarily stunned, then immediately realized that whoever dared speak to Mechanus in such a tone was probably the real boss of the Demonkin Association.

Without any hesitation.

Lynn smiled slightly, once again altering his vocal cords to mimic Mechanus's tone and pitch, saying:

"Reporting to the President, I've encountered some major troubles here. After I resolve these matters, I will immediately report to you."

A brief silence fell.

The communicator went completely quiet.

But almost within seconds, the voice spoke again, though now it had turned ice-cold compared to before.

"You're not Mechanus. You took his communicator."

Just as Lynn was about to say something, the signal abruptly cut off.

And almost simultaneously, the previously endless stream of teleporting mechanical and flesh armies also came to a halt.

Lynn immediately understood.

The big boss must have taken control of the Demonkin Association's authority.

Lynn smiled slightly.

But he never really expected to fool that boss with his voice anyway. After all, for those truly capable of leading an organization, they weren't so easily tricked.

...

Meanwhile.

Inside the Demonkin Association's Hanging Tower.

That consciousness said coldly: "Mechanus has likely already met his demise. You useless wastes, completely wasted so many of my troops, and even got played for fools! You've completely disgraced our Demonkin Association!"

The rumbling voice echoed throughout the entire Hanging Tower.

The several communications Operators immediately trembled from head to toe, their faces pale, instantly dropping to their knees on the ground.

He almost instantly remotely took control of all military forces outside Wandering Souls Alley.

Including the Hunters, mechanical insect swarms, and sweepers.

His will instantly descended, and through their perspectives, he immediately located the bleeding, unconscious Mechanus, and that head currently wreaking havoc everywhere.

"Root-level?"

His gaze turned icy as he quickly analyzed.

"So that's how it is. Seems we've been played this time. Trying to use a root-level creature to give our association a warning?"

His eyes remained cold and indifferent.

He quickly grasped the entire battlefield situation.

He didn't care about the losses of those mechanical creations, as they were just assembly line products from the biological factories. As long as the Hanging Tower remained, given time, he could quickly replicate an identical army.

The only thing that concerned him was that root-level creature currently devouring his creations.

He could tell at a glance.

Although that head was also root-level, compared to those true roots representing fear and calamity, there was still a significant gap.

His mind quickly became active.

Whether Mechanus lived or died didn't matter - if one vice president died, he could promote another. But a root-level creature that wasn't truly invincible was rare and precious.

He narrowed his eyes.

And if he could capture this root creature...

Even without collecting all the Colossus components, it could still unleash considerable power from the Colossus, right?

"Unseal my second body, initiate teleportation. I want to meet it personally."

He narrowed his eyes, cold light swirling within them.

...

And almost simultaneously.

Lynn, who was riding Little One while quickly hunting the Demonkin Association's remaining forces, suddenly looked up, immediately sensing the spatial vibrations around them.

And compared to the previous vibrations, this one was much more intense.

Lynn immediately felt a trace of unease.

"Little One! Are you full yet?" Lynn immediately asked.

Little One (✪ω✪) said: "Eighty percent full--I--still want to eat--delicious--"

But almost the moment she finished speaking.

A deep blue circle instantly descended from high above, directly crushing dozens of mechanical insects on the wilderness into dust.

A massive figure emitting terrifying pressure slowly appeared within Lynn's field of vision.

And almost instantly.

A status panel for that figure appeared before Lynn's eyes.

【God Hunter Puppet】

【Race】：Flesh Creation

【Level】：？？

【Attributes】：None

【Combat Ability】：Power surpassing monarch-level

【Introduction】：One of the Demonkin Association's most advanced flesh creations, derived from the Colossus project as a destroyer. It serves as the association's top defensive weapon against monarch-level and root creatures. However, due to the immense power derived from the Colossus project, only one person in the entire association can control it. If you encounter it, pray it's not targeting you...

Buzz--

Lynn's gaze went blank.

This is just too much!

Is this the Demonkin Association's big boss?

【Warning! Warning! Threat level 100%, evacuate immediately!】

【Warning! Threat level has reached 100%, evacuate immediately!】

But almost the moment the system alerts sounded.

A massive flesh hand without skin instantly extended from within that enormous flesh giant's body, sweeping horizontally toward Little One's direction.

Without any nonsense, it directly launched an attack with an expressionless face.

"Little One! Dodge quickly!!" Lynn shouted.

But it was already too late.

That giant hand instantly reached them, crashing with a boom against Little One's cheek.

The tremendous force made the entire ground rumble and shake, and Little One's body was sent sliding dozens of meters away.

Titan Head: "!!!"

Female Headhunter: "!!!"

Unicorn Ghost King: "(ΩДΩ)!!"

The flesh giant shuddered, seeing that Little One had only been moved several dozen meters, narrowed its eyes, its expression turning grave.

Clearly, this probing attack had given him a general understanding of that root creature's strength.

Dust clouds slowly dispersed.

Little One, who had been biting a Hunter, stood there in a daze. Get full chapters from N()velFire.net

She subconsciously removed her eyeball to look at her cheek.

Just then, a crack sounded.

A small piece of one of her teeth broke off and fell to the ground.

"......"

Instantly, Little One's eye sockets turned bright red at an unimaginable speed, immense welling up inside her.

"Little One... are you... okay?" Lynn asked in astonishment, reaching out.

"Waaah--"

A crying sound.

Little One instantly burst into heartbroken sobs, pointing at one of her milk teeth, saying:

"Doctor--tooth--pretty tooth cracked--waaaah--cracked--sob sob--"