Lady Mag saw a flash of red light in a sphere, and her brain instantly lost consciousness.
In the conference room, among the forty-six attendees, seven had bloodied holes burst open on their foreheads, collapsing directly in their seats.
The screams were unbearably piercing.
The Mechanical Guard turned around directly, its body like a melting wax statue, with the liquid metal on the surface continuously flowing. It took on the silhouette of a female figure, which was then clad in a professional suit, a white shirt, long smooth hair, and slender legs, the body resembling a phantom in low-resolution imagery.
However, by the time it exited the conference room, its skin texture was no different from that of a normal person, and its eyes were as bright as gems, displaying a horrified expression as it ran stumbling down the corridor, shouting loudly that an attack was coming.
One scene after another.
