The live stream had crossed 120 million views and was still rising rapidly.
The whole world had fallen silent. Everyone stopped whatever they were doing and watched the destruction unfolding before their very eyes.
Although most of the explicit bloodshed was being actively censored, the fall of one S-Ranker after another had filled every viewer with dread and horror.
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White House, America.
"Contact the streaming companies and order them to shut the broadcast down," the President ordered in a grave voice, summoning his secretary as the knight's sword pierced through Theodore's abdomen. "There is no one in this world capable of stopping that monster."
Taking a deep breath, he opened the secured compartment built into his desk and removed a hardened black communication handset.
Unlike ordinary phones, the device immediately scanned both his fingerprint and iris before unlocking.
Once the verification was complete, the President dialed the emergency line.
