Bab 353: Arriving at Glazeland.

''It hit?'' A voice echoed in the office, filled with glass panels and a table in the middle.

A middle-aged man with bushy eyebrows had a grin painted on his somewhat ugly face, with facial features very unbalanced with others.

''Y-Yes!'' On the screen, a man wearing a lab coat nodded shakily.

He was frightened after the first two missiles missed but felt like a mountain was lifted off from his shoulders after he got a message that the last missile struck the plane successfully!

Now, he can keep his life and his job.

''Good…'' The middle-aged man said with satisfaction, ''If reporters come, tell them that we fired missiles towards the Island of Death, hoping to kill the King of Beasts, but failed in doing so.''

The man with the lab coat nodded, and the screen turned black.

With a satisfied look, the middle-aged man grabbed a bottle from his desk and took a glass cup with the same motion.