Losing Control of the Mechs

Wu Mo's predictions had been accurate. The missiles were aimed at the Dark Ghoul's eyes, which tended to be the weak point of many creatures.

However, the attack only made the Dark Ghoul even more furious and violent.

The Dark Ghoul kept letting out deafening roars, and it sounded like heaven's wrath was traveling in all directions. The sound waves from the roars quickly spread across the surface of the sea and disappeared into the depths.

According to the latest monitoring equipment, the sound waves traveled faster and farther on the water's surface. A tense atmosphere soon filled the command center.

"This is bad. It's calling for backup!"

One of the officers made an accurate judgment of the situation.

The Dark Ghoul did not roar just to vent its anger; it was calling out to its fellow ghouls.

When they thought of the several hundred ghoulish sea monsters that had emerged from the wormhole, an ominous feeling welled up in their hearts.