Almost Nuking a City

After setting up a course on what he would do for the next couple of days, Marcus took his girls to the docks where the Scavenger was.

"Why are we going to the Docks and not the airships?" Athena said with a frown.

She noticed that his devil girls and the Valkyries were not with him. Only Nyx, Atalanta and Dragoness were with them.

"That's because I will take a long way around to get to Japan."

His explanation took her a few seconds to realise what he meant.

"You will take the submarine?"

"Yep. I will be collecting a few things while allowing a few things to saturate."

"...But the war?"

"This is precisely what I mean by saturating. I have sent Latia and Seekvaira to do their thing. I gave her Icarus with another airship to join her in the Underworld.

In the meantime, the Serafall, Quinella and Enterprise are regaining lands; it's not like I am needed."

"...*Sigh* it's not like I can tell you what to do."

"I am not needed now that we are winning. The Neo-Heaven system is operational. Angra Mainyu won't realise for a while that his souls are not returning for recycling.

From what I have seen, it has no idea what Satellites are alongside most other modern technology innovations."

"That is to be expected. Angra Mainyu was in the depths of the Underworld for thousands of years." Athena, with a small snort, confirmed that.

"Then we are going to exploit that. Well, I am already using that. We are waiting to see if the Incarnation of Evil will notice that his armies are leaking souls." Marcus said that as they left the maglev. The smell of seawater started to assault their noses.

"Hmm, since you mentioned Angra Mainyu is an artificer and predominantly uses magic and enchanting," Nyx commented while listening to their conversation.

"But I don't think he understands machinery of the level you have shown. Maybe if he were to spend time in the current world, he could pick up." The Primordial continues to tell what she was thinking; she was the only one who talked with that Primordial.

"Doesn't the Underworld have technology equivalent to modern-day Earth?" Atalanta commented.

"It does. But we must remember that it's not simple to divert to a different path." Marcus said with a knowing look.

One glaring thing for him is that he needed to witness Vali fight to remember Gravity exists. By that point, he was already learning about time and space.

"He might have seen computers and other inventions, but it could take him a while to realise that there is use for maths and automated tasks." Marcus sighed at them.

"Think this way. A Swordsman who has been using his sword for centuries won't be switching to something else just because he saw someone else using a different weapon.

Similarities apply to inventors and researchers like us. I make tech, but could have quickly gone the pure artificer route, like my Ancestor who only made the ten rings."

"So preference." Nyx understood what he was pointing at.

"And character, you are a creator yourself, Nyx, yet you went to fight me in person. That was your choice."

As he said that, they saw Tirpitz getting reassembled. Unlike his Daedalus-Class Airships, his recovered ships take much longer to fix and improve.

After all, it's a custom job.

"That's because creation is more like a hobby and a show of dominance to me." She said that while looking at a new ship getting assembled.

"It appears a vessel will enter the Oceans. Do you even have a use for them in the Underworld?" The Primordial asked with a frown. She knows that that place does not have enough water bodies to use such a large vessel effectively.

"I do; I have a carrier ship in Underworld; she is manning one of the frontlines."

"..."

"And I don't need water to make a ship move."

"...But— won't an airship be more efficient?" The Primordial is getting confused.

"For troops and general use. But this is classified as a single unit.

A single girl will control his ship with her thoughts.

We just discussed character and preferences. I love relics, and I collect them when I can. What you see in front of you is like that. This was a battleship which was active over 70 years ago. It was defeated in battle and sunk in Norway.

I am close to returning it, and this is her Biological Combat Model." With a hand motion, he creates a hologram of Tirpitz's model.

It was a silver-haired girl in a white military uniform. There was quite a distant and cold look she had.

"Another girl?" Athena commented.

"You don't expect me to make a guy? That's just gay." Marcus grimaced while saying that.

"I am…not…ugh…" The Goddess facepalmed. She was not saying making boys or girls! She is saying, why make them in the first place?

"So these will be your 'True' creations? Something similar to people with Sacred Gears?" Nyx hummed, and then she looked at Gu Yuena.

"You are like this girl, right?" The Primordial asked the Dragoness.

"I am classified as a Dragonoid. A human and dragon hybrid, I have talents of both species and no drawbacks. To top it all, I have Silver Dragon Empress Neo Gear."

"...I see, so it's similar, only built towards a different direction." The Primordial had a look of understanding. She made different types of monsters, too, like hell hounds, flaming steeds, and all sorts of other horrors. But this was when she was bored and was experimenting with her powers.

The Dragoness didn't say anything towards that. Instead, she stopped paying attention to her and looked at her creator, waiting for his word.

"Let go; we can talk more casually onboard the submarine."

The group approached the docks; they finally noticed the only vessel in the water.

It was huge; the submarines were not supposed to be this big!

"The Attila-Class 01 Scavenger. Powered by three Diamond Heart Cores, it has two massive storage areas on its sides." Marcus proceeded to explain as he looked at the black submarine. Its shape is strange as it seems like a massive zeppelin with two half-zeppelins attached to the sides.

"Those two half zeppelins to the sides are the storage areas. This means that the centre zeppelin is the ship's interior, and if you have guessed, it has a lot more space than Daedalus airships."

"...But this thing is enormous…" Athena realised how much stuff and crew this thing could have.

"Over two hundred fifty metres. It's almost as big as Ars Almadel Salomonis."

"...And you seriously designed this while eating sandwiches under a tree in school?" Atalanta recalled what Serafall told her.

"Pretty much."

~~~~~~Greek Underworld~~~~~~

'What is this madness? This situation makes no sense; where are these things coming from!?'

Hades' flaming eyes flickered with slowly growing fear. Primordials defeated, Typhon defeated, Two Heavenly Dragons defeated!

Indra retreated before he could even join. The Heavenly Emperor, as if knowing he would lose, simply fled. As if it means he never fought and lost to humans because he never joined the fight.

'Even if Angra Mainyu became part of the top 3 strongest beings, it means nothing. Nothing! The sheer production of this human is absurd!'

The God of the Underworld used his shadow powers to observe the situation in the Underworld.

'That fool doesn't even realise that he is getting cornered!'

The Evil Incarnate still thinks he can continue this game, where he can continue to improve the wraiths.

But Hades already noticed that the souls were not returning to the poll.

If this continues, the Primordial Evil will simply run out of grunts.

'Well, he still had Azi Dahaka, Lilith and Fenrir. But that's just it.' One of the Trinity Rulers of the Greek Pantheon sighed. How could this lead to such a mess?

He was plotting to overthrow that spineless brother of his and many other Pantheons after he dealt with that brat. Riding that wave of success, as one would say, and, of course, keeping those Primordials entertained.

But then his gut feeling grew, and he eventually retreated to his domain, allowing Angra Mainyu to take over and finally take all the blame.

Yet, his scheme did something more— something horrifying.

He could see these nine monstrosities floating around the Underworld.

Then, this beam of raw power struck from somewhere, killing Tartarus.

'Well, this is just bad; with Tartarus dead, who will keep all those things in the abyss?'

The God of the Underworld felt a chill going down his skeletal back.

'I just hope it's not enough for Cronos to return.'

After all that, Titan has been sealed in Tartarus for a long time; maybe he was finally digested by that Primordial.

Or maybe he is just getting paranoid.

"You haven't left your throne for days now. What IS going on? I can't even order things from Underworld?" Hades' clueless wife commented. Persephone had dull, darkening yellow hair. As Goddess of Seasons, her hair changes according to the seasons; apart from that, she has a goddess body and beautiful face, dressed in a pitch black ball dress she was dressed to impress.

"We might be getting into a war."

"...Huh?" The Goddess was caught by surprise.

"War? With who? For what?"

"Not your concern. Get back to your—things." Hades motioned her to get lost.

"You became so boring after becoming this—thing!" Persephone complained loud enough before walking away. It has been over two thousand years since she had to deal with her husband deciding to become a skeleton for the sake of terrifying souls and 'efficiency' running the Underworld.

Regardless, now she is concerned about what this war he is talking about!

'And the whole place is sealed; I can't teleport out! Damn you, Hades!'

The Goddess of Seasons started to feel like a prisoner again!

~~~~~~Underworld~~~~~~

Silver arrows slammed into unholy-looking creatures, exploding upon impact. The souls left the armoured bodies, flowing towards the City of Lilith.

'It appears we are starting to turn things in our favour.' Artemis saw how the souls were floating towards their base.

She has been snipping enemies for a while now.

While dressed in S.P.B.A armour, she was not wearing a helmet.

Instead, she got a visor and an earpiece. The Goddess is pleased that Marcus even thought about the small details like not wanting a helmet.

[Detecting Bishop class Wraiths approaching from 10 a clock.]

'The wraiths with Bishop evil piece. According to things we know, these things have the Power of Destruction and Water manipulation capacities.

They release high-density water beams mixed with Bael clan trait.'

The Goddess had to dodge to the side as several beams of high-density water nearly hit her.

"Not bad range."

The Goddess of Hunt pulled the bowstring and released several silver arrows at the attackers.

However, the arrows were intercepted by massive Wraiths.

'Those are Rook class Wraiths.'

Her visor picked several fast-moving ones as well!

"Heh, so after dealing with paws, I can finally see stronger ones! Last time I checked, I can get more points for bigger fishes~." Some glee appeared in her eyes. She wonders if Marcus will praise her for dealing with stronger enemies!

Seconds later, several raptors-like creatures lunged at her with swords for hands.

The Goddess intercepted them with her bow.

"Now that's just copying. I am pretty sure our side introduced this style of fighters first!" Artemis complained as she saw how closely similar these looked to their Yeagers!

The Goddess overpowered them before using daggers to kill them.

"Oh, nice, you bunch might look ugly, but you give me three points each~" Greed appeared in her eyes as she started to slaughter the monsters with higher motivation levels.

A few blocks away, in one of the devil cities, the other two maids were also killing the monsters on a skyscraper.

"We can't fall behind, Jeanne!" Hyppolita exclaimed as she pierced the pawn class Wraith with her spear.

"I am well aware. It appears Artemis is taking all the bigger fish!"

"That's because she is an Archer! She can snipe more from a distance!"

"Aren't you an Archer too!? You were part of her hunt!?" Jeanne questioned the fellow maid.

"I am five times better with a spear!" The redhead huffed while stabbing another one.

"Does it matter? It isn't like you are fighting a skilled opponent?" Jeanne shot another wraith full of holes.

"....Well— hmm?"

Hippolyta looked at the sky as she saw an airship flying over.

"... that's Icarus. Is Master back?" Jeanne saw the number on the hull.

"No, I can't sense him in there." Hippolyta shook her head.

"...Sense? How strong are your senses if you can sense through that much mana?" Jeanne asked with disbelief.

"It's not that. I have a strong sense when it comes to our Master." The Goddess of War said with a proud tone.

"...Right…"

Jeanne commented with an eye roll as she looked towards the airship. At that moment, another airship passed through.

"08 is going with Icarus?"

"No doubt about it; Master gave it away to someone." Hyppolita frowned slightly. She is somewhat jealous; having a warship is like an engagement ring.

Without wasting more time, she checked with the command.

After seeing the data, she pouted even more!

"That blonde Devil!" Hyppolita stomped her feet; the skyscraper she stood on shook briefly.

"Hmm? What is it?" Jeanne, who needed to balance herself, asked with confusion.

"It's that blonde Astaroth! She got Icarus! Can you believe that!?"

"...I can? Latia is good." The Saintess said 'Good' as it had several meanings.

"...Ugh… that's 02 ship! And it's named by him! Do know this vessel's value!?" The redhead started to pout.

"...Ummm, I am not that deep into the whole military hardware stuff." Jeanne shrugged at her.

"Whatever, let's go and kill! I need to impress Master now more than ever!" Hyppolita jumped down more than 50 floors.

"Wait! Damn it! We need to advance! That Latia went deep beyond Enterprise lines! If she does that, only small stranglers will be in between!" Jeanne shouted as she followed after.

"I know!"

As the pair advanced, Latia did what Jeanne had just said. The blonde deployed her forces in Astaroth lands. She created a 'bubble' in enemy-controlled lands.

Such a bubble assisted the ship girl's frontline to advance.

"What's this?" Enterprise looked at her HUD as she saw 02 and 08 fly by her frontline, move around 50 miles, and start dropping forces.

"I would appreciate it if these devils don't just act arbitrarily and wage their wars. According to their desires." The silver head was slightly annoyed by this random advance from her faction's troops.

"What is the situation with the new batch of XC-M1?" The girl asked her second in command; she was aboard her 07, so by that hierarchy, her second in command is the ship's captain.

"Nine new ones are ready to deploy."

"Hmm, I did want to push through towards that massive lake. However, now this one just popped up. Well, we can use that and push here." She pointed at the map which appeared in front of them.

"Using the lake and that devil's forces. We can squeeze in between them. This way, we will get a good chunk of land in a single move."

"I see; we should allocate a few Starscream wings for air bombardment."

"Yes. That's precisely the point. That evil god did not upgrade the air forces. I don't think there is a piece in chess which manages air superiority."

From her understanding, pawns are just slightly upgraded regular wraiths; knights are just Yeager rip-offs; bishops are the ranged ones; rooks are the mini giants—the one which tanks the damage.

This leaves the Queen piece.

They still have no idea who the queen is. There should be only one Queen.

'Did Angra Mainyu use Queen piece on Lilith? That Devil Progenitor hasn't been seen on the frontlines yet.'

"The air units still use the same swarm tactics."

"I don't think they are any different from regular bats. The only difference is the size. We have explosive drones for them."

'Is it just me, or does that Primordial Evil have no grasp of air battles?'

Ship girl pondered on that. That thing should have adjusted to the Starscreams by this point.

'Or in its mind, we are still in the bronze age where the skies belong to Gods?' The silver head snorted as she swiftly filled a form with her observations.

The command should adjust to this info and test out the theory.

~~~~~~Back With Marcus~~~~~~

The bridge of Scavenger is different compared to the Daedalus class. It's circular and not squire, like the airships.

Marcus was sitting in the middle of the circle. Below them and the surroundings are a full display of water around them. Realitus is streaming the direct image where they are. This feature disregards the depths, as there are sensors which allow them to see even if the sunlight doesn't reach that part of the dept

This function allows them to see even thousands of metres in the water.

"We are leaving the Baltic Sea and entering the North Sea." The ship's captain said to the alchemist.

"Set course for the British Channel; we will pick up Belfast first."

"As you command."

As the ship was moving towards the channel, Athena looked at this with crossed arms.

While the submarine looks impressive, her issue is that they are moving towards the British Channel.

"With the size of your submarine, the European forces will notice the vessel; the channel is shallow, far too shallow for your vessel."

"Well, too bad for them. I am not in a hiding mood at this moment." He said with a shrug.

"Acquiring the light cruiser is my priority. If NATO launches their forces, I will crush them."

"Regular forces are no match for Attila-Class submarine; we are equipped with state-of-the-art graviton technomancy. Not even Daedalus airships are a match for us." The captain girl puffed her chest while bragging about it.

"I am not doubting the capacities of this submarine; what I am concerned about is the backlash. This will go viral the moment a clash happens." Athena sighed while saying that.

"Depends. Regular governments know how to conceal information. They work hand in hand with supernatural forces to hide things." Atalanta replied.

"That is precisely why! Marcus has no such deals with any government." The Goddess of Wisdom clarified.

"You two are far too worried. My technomancy is so advanced that they won't even realise their forces are gone.

To regular masses, gravity is nothing more than theory."

Marcus smiled; his smile was almost a wicked one. Does he want an encounter?

"...How does that even work?"

"Frequencies, graviton cannons send frequencies; the more robust the frequencies, the stronger gravity it emits.

The cannon itself emits these waves in the form of a beam.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a thing as damage; the waves would just make things heavier.

That is why a graviton cannon releases waves in a line like a beam; on top of that, it pushes things away.

Imagine half of your body weight 200 times your regular weight. Your muscles would shatter, bones would break, and your body would explode as your blood veins would erupt."

"..."

"Can I see that?" Nyx asked him nicely.

"We need a target for that."

"Well, I'm just going to wait for that moment."

"You do realise that 200 times gravity is not that much—" Before Athena could explain more, she dropped to her knees.

"!!!"

"Try to negate that." Marcus casually said to her.

"Y-You can use gravity as magic!?"

"That's not magic. Its Psionic energy, psionic at its very foundations, is a wave power. The issue with regular mana or your divinity is that to cancel the increase in gravity; you must understand how to implement mana in such a way.

Have you never wondered why devils can't fly with their sheer demonic power? They use their wings to fly, the same with angels and crows.

Mana does things depending on how the wielder perceives things. It's magic, but to do miracles with magic, you need to understand how miracles happen.

In other words, you need to have a higher understanding of the very laws governing our universe."

Marcus' throne turned to the side as he looked at Athena, who was trying to stand up.

"As you can see, you CAN empower your muscles with your divinity and move to some degree, but now you have to deal with 20 times your regular weight and possibly fight with such drawbacks.

However, these twenty times are just a simple tap from my Graviton cannons.

This ship has 54 of these, and they are chargeable; at the lowest, it delivers 200 times gravity push. At peak charge, it can disperse over twenty thousand times the gravity. There is no force in this world which could ignore that much crushing wave energy."

"...Wait— then why don't your airships have these weapons?" Nyx asked him; her cheeks were already red as she imagined all those losers blowing up into mists of blood and sheer carnage!

"Retrofits. The original nine airships don't have it, but the new nine have."

"...Oh…so that's why they don't have those oversized wings…" Atalanta noticed immediately.

"Precisely, the improved Daedalus airships were finished much faster because it takes time for energy wings to be installed. Now, it doesn't matter because they can fly by negating gravity. They have their gravity wells, thanks to the Graviton Diamond Core Heart reactor."

'All this from that single observation on that day.' Atalanta had a slight chill going down her spine.

Vali only synchronised TALKED with his dragon!

AND BAM! Wingless airships, super trains, super weapons which shoot invisible beams! No one can see gravity! The only issue that still needs to be overcome is the size of the graviton projectors.

But that's just a matter of time.

Atalanta is confident that the next upgrade for the S.P.B.A. will have those soldiers wielding graviton weapons, which could disregard everything except other gravity wells.

"Approaching the British Channel."

"We are detecting cruise ships, windmills, and an array of ferries." The controller said to the Alchemist.

"Get as deep as you can and try to manoeuvre around those things."

"As you wish."

"...C-C-Can you turn off this gravity thing! Already!" Athena exclaimed angrily.

"...Sure, this was only twenty times gravity; we can practise more on this when you start using psionic energy instead of your Divinity."

Like that, Athena sighed in relief as she looked at her sweaty hands.

Her divinity relieved some of the weight she felt, but her energy was not used to fight her own weight!

"You are quite annoying sometimes." Athena is not used when someone does things like that to her! She is a Goddess, after all! Not even her father is this annoying!

"What do you mean annoying? You asked for that, and I delivered it. You said 200 times is nothing for a supernatural being, so I did twenty for a test." He rolled his eyes.

"People don't realise just how dangerous and terrifying gravity can be. You tried to lessen the weight of your muscles, but you ignored everything else: your organs, your blood, even the weight of your brain and eyeballs; everything is heavier."

"..."

For a second, the Goddess of Wisdom was speechless. At first, she immediately thought about her muscles. But that's not the case! It's everything.

'But how to empower everything? I never needed such a thing before.'

In fights, typically, she just coats herself with aura. But this stuff bypasses everything.

"So you realised."

"...Yes."

"Good girl. To negate gravity, you need to make your divinity act at specific frequencies. But that's dodgy because you can impact everything, from your sight to interfering with radio waves."

As Marcus has conversations with his girls, something has happened outside.

Scavenger is an enormous submarine. Not only is it huge, but it's wide.

On top of that, Marcus 'style' uses LED-like lights throughout the hull to attract attention.

People on cruise ships and ferries noticed massive shadows with lights moving under them.

So, authorities have been notified.

"...Supreme Commander. Authorities of these waters noticed us."

"Hmm?"

Marcus moved his throne and looked at the captain.

"Radio?"

"Yes."

"Then let's talk."

"Patching through." The comms officer started to patch through.

"Wait, do we even have radio receivers? That stuff is so 20th-century." He asked with a confused look.

[It uses wave frequencies I can easily intercept]

"I see."

"Unidentified submarine. You are in the Sovereign waters of Great Britain. Identify yourself!"

"This is—" Marcus pondered for a bit; he wondered what name to use. He needs to name his faction, after all. He can't call it 'Marcus Garage' all the time. He might work in his garage, but now he is outside." Technocracy's Attila-Class 01 Scavenger."

"..."

For a few moments, it was complete silence. But mentally, Marcus had already moved Ars Almadel Salomonis into position.

His Station was following him, just in case he would need to show and flex his power.

"We don't know who you are, but you are in the Sovereign waters of Great Britain. Remove yourself, or we will have to remove you."

"...By the Primordials," Athena mumbled as she placed her hand on her forehead.

"No need to say that; I am here, Athena." Nyx teased the Goddess of Wisdom. Nyx's tease made the brown-haired Goddess grimace.

"Is that a threat?" Marcus almost grinned.

"It's a threat and warning."

"You have balls for such a small fry. Very well, in that case, I am doing the same thing. Buzz off, or I shall erase your capital from the face of the earth."

That moment Ars Almadel Salomonis appeared above Kent and pointed its barrel at the capital city of London, close to a hundred miles away.

A red beam-like targeting sign targeted the very centre, also known as a city inside a city of London.

"Well, how is it going to be?"

"..."

At that moment, all of hell got loose.

"They just had to threaten him?" Athena mumbled that to herself. Such an incident is what she worried about when she met him for the first time.

Suppose her father did anything like this! It would lead to something similar.

And oh boy, did Marcus' threat work. The whole country went freaking crazy.

A massive gun-shaped space station appeared above the nation, the intelligence agencies knew about Ars Almadel Salomonis, but that's the thing. Everything happens far too fast, and no one knew that Marcus had submarines! They saw the airship! Not underwater vessels. It will take a few minutes to consider; it's not like he tells anything to anyone!

"Technocracy's Atilla-class 01 Scavenger, your threat is understood. You might proceed with your destination."

"My thanks. I am a collector, so I will be collecting HMS Belfast. After that, I will be leaving your 'sovereign waters'." He sarcastically said, 'Sovereign waters'.

Marcus motioned to cut the radio.

"...Oh boy." The Goddess of Wisdom took a deep breath. Thankfully, no one even considers this as supernatural, more like hyper tech— she hopes.

~~~

The Alchemist's 'casual' radio chat has set the world on fire. Governments in Europe and the USA tried Hard to keep the lid on what was happening in Europe.

The agencies tried to get close to Marcus and figured out something, but reaching him was hard; the only thing they figured out was that he had some sort of hyper-advanced faction of his own.

They have blurry pictures of some of his creations. However, recently, they were finally getting some better pictures. Like the massive construction site, thousands of soldiers, and large airships.

All that started a chain reaction, AND NOW, an encounter like no other.

The Prime Minister was breathing heavily; sweat was rolling down his forehead.

He ALMOST got nuked!

"The space gun stopped targeting London, sir." One of the Generals said with a heavy tone.

"Thank God. Who would have thought he would appear like this and point out that thing at us?" He said after taking a deep breath.

He looked at the pictures on the table; one was an early picture before the reflectors were turned on.

Even back then, the core of this thing was nearly half the size of the International Space Station.

And now that thing is bigger than most carrier ships.

"We can't keep this under wraps anymore. Millions saw the red targeting beam." The Chancellor, with a heavy voice, said that.

"I did not intend that. We shall reveal him and the rest of the Western world to help us."

"And what about the supernatural?"

"This– well…"

"What?"

"Devil kind are not responding to our calls, same with angels. When we mention Marcus Goldman, the priests end the calls abruptly."

"...I see…well, it appears we are between a rock and a hard place." The Prime Minister closed his eyes; he realised that this guy was very dangerous if a Supernatural faction didn't want to do anything with him.

"That we are."

"In that case, we shall reveal his identity, confirm the rumours, and, if possible, demand a proper explanation." The Prime Minister said with a heavy voice. He was almost grimacing; what else can he do? Say nothing? There are riots in the streets already!

"I don't think Marcus Goldman cares beyond the borders of his homeland."

"I know, but we need to channel that chaos somewhere or towards something."

~~~

"The massive red beam which targeted London, at approximately 15:31 minutes main Greenwich time, was from a massive satellite weapon built by a faction known as 'Technocracy'.

This faction is secretive and from Eastern Europe—"

"Oh my. They revealed me on live International television." Marcus commented while holding a shrunk version of Belfast in his hand.

"What are you going to do now?" Athena asked with a curious tone.

Marcus, for a second, pondered what to say.

"You should know by now." He said with a wicked smile.

"I wish for entertainment. So I shall bring Chaos; once Chaos settles down, it will change into Order. There is nothing else to it."

"...So you will take over the World?"

*Scoff*

"Don't be ridiculous. I won't do that. The world will shatter upon itself. Haven't you seen what happened when a simple red light shone down on the city?

It went ballistic. I don't need to do anything. They will destroy themselves. Governments wanted to tell everyone that they could protect their citizens. We shall let them try.

Reveal their greed upon them. And let it get eaten from inside out."

…

…

…

A small gulp went down Athena's throat while Nyx grinned ferally. While Atalanta sighed in resignation. Only Gu Yuena had no expression at all.

Unlike them, she knows enough about what he can do. She simply knew.

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