I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game – Chapter 567
From the body of the King of Flies, a horde of monstrous flies poured out towards the forward base. Screeeeech! The sound of the wind being sliced as the flies descended. Their methodical release in precise intervals resembled a meticulously coordinated missile barrage. However, we were not unprepared on this side. “Summon-!” I shouted, extending…