Five minutes later, a live sheep caged in a crate appeared in front of Yu Hong.
He stood in front of the crate, surrounded by an empty kitchen space inside the Ares Palace.
Staring at the white-fleeced ram, Yu Hong's eyes focused sharply, and an eerie dark red pattern materialized out of nowhere in his pupils.
'Twisted Eye! Activate!'
He silently chanted the activation in his mind for the first time.
Instantly, two invisible and transparent halos of distortion shot out, hitting the white sheep with precision.
Baa!
The white sheep cried out in panic.
The next moment.
Boom!!
The sheep's head was instantly distorted into an irregular clump of rubbery paste, blood spurting out and spattering the crate behind it.
The headless sheep's body fell down.
'This... wasn't it supposed to twist the mind?'
He ordered the guards to remove the crate and return to the presidential office.
