「Across the ocean.」
Inside a secret room, culture dishes lined the walls. Brain tissues could be seen floating within each one, suspended in nutrient fluid. Signal tubes pierced the brains, linking them together and converging on a single chair in the very center of the room.
A mass of wires and tubes ran into the chair, while another set of wires extended from the chair and connected to Dr. Beretta.
The Brain Domain Matrix, the chamber for the Descent of the Gods!
"Hm?!"
Suddenly, Dr. Beretta, who had been controlling Hoffman's body with his eyes shut, snapped them open and stared at a point above him.
He was looking at a metal wall, one that not even a nuclear strike could scratch.
But right now, he could see a fine, red thread imbued with an ominous aura passing through the steel wall and creeping toward his body.
Beretta didn't try to dodge. Or rather, he couldn't. How could anyone evade a Tribulation that had already latched onto them?
「Back in the banquet hall.」
