Chapter 277 A Rare Opportunity
Mike stepped forward, stopping Christopher's trash talk, and gave him a look, signaling him not to make any rash moves. This man was always cautious, well-educated, and adhered to the principle of "I will not offend others unless they offend me."
Of course, right now it's just a matter of playing the good cop/bad cop game, which is common but very effective.
"Um, I'm so sorry. The person in charge of N89 area is busy right now, so they sent the two of us to deal with you..."
Before Mike Rong could finish speaking...
An immense force unfolded, naturally forming an absolute domain of tens of thousands of square meters. An indescribable pressure instantly enveloped the entire area, even causing the broadcasting station behind them to collapse and all the building slabs to shatter beyond recognition.
This control over gravity was applied to all the patrolmen in the N89 area without warning. Most of the ordinary people who had not yet undergone transplant surgery were instantly turned into blood mist and died instantly. Those who were able to remain standing were all suffering from internal organ damage, shattered bones, and severe injuries.
Hamilton couldn't be bothered to listen to this idiot's nonsense, but his purpose in coming here was to make Joshua submit to him. These rubbish could be of some use in the plan to conquer the gospel of heaven, so he did not use his full strength.
However, he still paid a little more attention to Mike Rong and Christopher, applying more force—enough to crush the entire aircraft carrier into dust—especially Christopher, the boastful king, who collapsed to the ground, his skin bluffing open, vomiting blood, and his internal organs twisted into a mess.
"Fuck your mother..."
"Is this how you show off?"
Christopher was struck dumb, and the thought of retreating arose in his mind. This person in front of him was probably even more powerful than Joshua. Although he was still unconvinced and wanted to start a fight to the death, he also felt that it would be too stupid.
Stop fucking spacing out!
"While we still have the strength, let's fight him to the death!"
Mickelson remained relatively calm and was not seriously injured. He immediately unleashed his special ability, determined to fight Hamilton to the bitter end.
In an instant, some members of the Paradise Force began attacking their own comrades; their dazed and confused state was clearly due to being controlled.
"Is it also a mental characteristic?"
"This isn't the first time I've seen this, and it's not even as good as Zelda's kind of uselessness."
"I advise you not to waste your energy."
"Those who do not obey me will only end up like these useless people."
Hamilton got serious. In this world, nothing can match the speed of human thought. The range of gravity increased several times in an instant. All the patrolmen except Christopher and Mike Ron were crushed into dust-like fragments by this great force and fell into the cycle of reincarnation.
Not only that, but at the same time, all the remaining buildings in the entire broadcasting station raised clouds of dust that obscured the view. The sound of the collapsing formwork was like a thunderclap, and within a few seconds, the entire station was leveled.
Hamilton slowly withdrew his gravity control. In his plan, the head of N89 was considered quite capable; the bastards in other areas could be eliminated when time permits, as they were of no help to the Heavenly Gospel's plan of subjugation. If all went smoothly, they could reach the heart of New York City in as little as two days and slaughter those board members.
Catherine was struck dumb, tumbling off the motorcycle. She couldn't understand the minds of these authorities at all. What kind of deep-seated grudge could lead to such extreme actions? They were truly outrageous.
Christopher was completely devastated.
I was actually looking for an opportunity to surrender, but who knew you, Mikerong, would be so responsible and just take action. If I could have won, it wouldn't have mattered, but it was all for naught. This puts me in a difficult position, brother.
Moreover, it wasn't like he hadn't tried activating his special ability, yet that monstrous figure didn't react at all, it was practically like a demon god.
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated."
"I will not surrender. Do whatever you want with us."
Christopher had a sudden inspiration and replaced "me" with "us".
Hamilton was speechless for a moment.
This person truly has the makings of a scoundrel. Calling him a fence-sitter would be too lenient; his hypocritical and pretentious nature is utterly useless.
"Surrender? I don't need you to do that."
"I'm just selecting useful subordinates."
"And you... clearly don't meet my standards."
Upon hearing this, Christopher immediately jumped up, about to explain something—
Hamilton simply waved his hand, and his entire body exploded, shattering his internal organs and bones and scattering them across the ground, leaving him lifeless.
"Your characteristics are quite good."
"I happen to be planning to specialize in the spiritual realm, which is why I spared your life. Now, get up."
Hamilton glanced at Mickelson and waved for Zelda to help him up.
Whether by fate or not, it is truly puzzling that he has encountered an opponent with spiritual characteristics.
"Take me to your manager, right now."
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News of the radio station's breach quickly reached Joshua's ears.
He believed that what was bound to happen would eventually happen.
When we established N89 and devoted ourselves to the research and experimentation of the second wave layer, we anticipated that someone would come looking for trouble in the future. We just didn't expect it to happen so quickly, and the opponent to be so fierce.
"Can he control any 'force' in this world?"
"I see."
"As expected of a knight commander in the European Round Table Council, his methods this time... even calling them B-level would be too lenient."
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