Witnessing the scene before him, Heaton's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't fathom that the group of well-trained soldiers under his command seemed powerless in the presence of the Controller. Now, with just a wave of the hand, the Controller could annihilate these soldiers instantly!
"As I've said before, you people are nothing but ants!"
Looking at the British soldiers lying in a pool of blood, the Controller spoke coldly, "Crushing you is really very simple!"
His voice carried a deep indifference as if he was observing a swarm of ants, full of apathy!
"Even your prized aircraft carrier cannon is nothing more than a huge chunk of scrap metal in front of me!"
Saying this, the Controller's hand suddenly clenched, unleashing a massive magnetic force. In an instant, a huge steel cannon twisted and deformed, turning into scrap metal!
"Do you see?"
