Allen took a sip of water from the glass on his desk, then raised a hand to accept the communication request.
Light and shadow wove together, and a holographic bust of Victor materialized in midair.
"What words of wisdom does the young master of the Tieyan Family have for me today?"
"What the hell did you just drop in Zone 18?"
Victor dispensed with the pleasantries, his voice urgent.
Allen set down his glass, his expression calm. "Just a small Alchemy Bomb for clearing out the trash in the warzone. Why? Did the noise disturb your beauty sleep?"
"An Alchemy Bomb for clearing out trash?"
Victor stared intently at Allen, the corner of his eye twitching. "You're calling a rule-based weapon that instantly alters the fundamental structure of matter, assimilating everything within a one-kilometer radius into crystal, an Alchemy Bomb? Who do you think you're fooling?"
His high-altitude reconnaissance Demon Eye had recorded the entire process from over a hundred kilometers away.
