Chapter 177

The soldiers on the ground were on high alert, but an uninvited guest broke into the area in the sky.

It was a civilian helicopter, single-rotor, with a circular cabin, painted orange.

Compared to military helicopters, it had no protection, insufficient power, and a petite size, just like an ignorant little girl who had wandered onto a black man's film set.

"... ust an hour ago, a skyscraper suddenly collapsed and turned into a pile of white sand in mid-air, which triggered widespread panic and unease in public opinion."

"According to witnesses, a figure appeared under the collapsed building, identity unknown."

"Within less than half an hour of the incident, the military quickly arrived at the scene and carried out large-scale personnel evacuations. Paradoxically, they did not attempt to enter the area covered by the sand, but chose to build positions in the distance."

"The local government and military are actively investigating the matter to determine the truth of the event. They are calling on citizens to remain calm and follow safety instructions."

"People from all walks of life have called for unity and cooperation to jointly respond to this sudden event."

"Our station's reporters will continue to follow this event and bring you the latest footage."

On the helicopter, a female reporter was facing the camera, explaining the abnormal situation happening below.

She was quick-witted, logical, and extremely dedicated.

This was a rare big news story; "skyscrapers" and "buildings" naturally evoke panic in the hearts of the Federation's public, not to mention that there were suspected supernatural elements involved, and the military had acted suddenly.

These factors overlapped, making the whole thing confusing and full of mystery.

As long as she held this traffic in her hands, a promotion and salary increase would be just around the corner!

……

On the ground, an Army Major had his brows raised high, looking at that buzzing fly with ill intent.

"Damn it, why is there a civilian helicopter entering here?"

A soldier reported:

"Sorry, sir, due to the suddenness of the incident, we haven't set up a no-fly zone here yet."

And on the front line closer to the white sea of sand, a corporal cursed out loud:

"Oh, these idiots!"

The captain next to him patted him on the shoulder:

"Enough, let them watch if they want to. We'll shoot it down when necessary."

Another soldier looked at the rolling thick smoke in the center of the field and asked:

"Boss, do you think that monster is dead?"

"Dead?"

I hope that thing is dead...

The captain hoped with all his might that when the smoke cleared, there would be nothing there.

As time passed, the thick smoke began to dissipate gradually, and the breeze stirred the clumps of smoke, tearing gaps into them.

His wish was dashed.

The smoke cleared.

The crowd's gasps rang out.

—The figure was still standing there.

Even though the body was broken beyond recognition, with most of the chest and abdomen gone, and two arms broken into several sections, floating eerily in the air.

It was still "standing" there.

On the broken spine was a head with some golden hair, and there were a pair of blue eyes.

They stared indifferently ahead, as if the suffering of the body had nothing to do with the soul.

"Bang!"

"WTF!!!"

The Governor slammed his fist on the table and smashed another glass on the floor.

"What exactly did the Foundation let out?!"

He knew in his heart that the helicopters and soldiers in the footage looked no different from regular troops, but they actually belonged to the Foundation's security forces.

A group of experts in controlling and containing anomalies ended up flipping over on a humanoid containment object?

The Governor thought painfully, and even more painful images appeared before his eyes.

His private dealings with the Foundation were dug up by reporters, and he had to spend all his savings to bribe the reporter to shut up;

He sat in the defendant's seat of the Federal Court, and the Supreme Court Justices sentenced him to death with expressionless faces;

He was sentenced to 10, 00 years in prison, while his wife and daughter were hanging out with some nameless punk...

Someone once said that the most painful thing is not reality, but imagination based on reality.

For this man who had been struggling in officialdom for decades, this sentence was probably applicable.

In a state of dejection, his body slammed heavily into the office chair, and his thick, short fingers grabbed his hair, handful after handful, until his scalp felt excruciating pain and his hair was pulled out with blood.

Under the unbearable pain, the Governor regained the ability to think, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes as he looked at his assistant:

"Help me connect to the President's office; I want to tell him everything about the disaster here..."

"If necessary... just drop a nuclear bomb on the city center."

……

Herta thought she had long been battle-hardened and had seen it all.

After seeing the incomplete appearance of "Containment-1915," her heart still skipped a beat for no reason.

This strong sense of déjà vu... Nanook of "Destruction"...

Although the power level was completely different, and the appearance was only similar in the incompleteness of the limbs.

But both of them, one had indeed destroyed a world once, and the other was trying hard to destroy the world.

Herta looked at "Containment-1915" in the picture with some awe.

No, that was no longer the "Containment-1915" that the Foundation thought it was, but a supreme divinity, the "Missing Thing."

There was one thing Herta could never figure out.

Why did it want to destroy the world?

In the experience of "Containment-1915," there was no event that made it hate the whole world.

It was as if, from the moment it became a supreme divinity, it couldn't help but start destroying everything, turning everything into white sand.

No reason, no causality.

……

Tanks and infantry fighting vehicles deployed in formation, with their muzzles aimed at the broken figure;

Self-propelled artillery and rocket launchers were set up in the distance;

Further away within the Federation, advanced fighter jets received orders, took off with missiles, heavy trucks carrying missiles drove out of secret bases, and nuclear submarines corrected their courses;

And in a hidden place, the camouflage cover of a black deep well opened quietly, revealing the world-destroying weapon below...

The fearless reporter, after seeing the torrent of steel gathering here from the sky, expressed her sincere thoughts:

"Holy shit!"

Without any warning, the roar from the army of steel began.

Explosions, high temperatures, flashes, heat waves... within the small area, high temperatures shrouded everything, deafening, and the fierce wind was like fire.

The petite helicopter was gently brushed, its body shaking wildly.

At the same time, in a conference room, 13 people with different appearances sat around a long table, the highest authority of the Foundation known as the O5 Council (excluding the Administrator).

"Target not eliminated!!!"

"Target remains stationary!!!"

"Howitzer attack ineffective, air-to-ground missile attack ineffective!!!"

A man pinched his chin, his eyes narrowed slightly:

"Launch a full-scale attack, all conventional weapons are to be used to annihilate 'Containment-1915'!!!"

A woman followed closely:

"Don't care about losses, this time we cannot fail!!!"

Rockets, thermobaric bombs, white phosphorus bombs... covering the sky and the sun.

The Foundation was determined; even if it meant burying the entire city with "Containment-1915," it had to make it fall there completely!

If the "Missing Thing" still had a physical body, it would inevitably be ground to dust under this level of attack.

But until Kira Yoshikage's body no longer existed, that illusory figure still stood in place, unmoved.

White sand still crowded around it, covering it with a robe of white sand.

"Damn it!"