One minute later, ten thousand meters above Hama City, twelve nuclear missiles dragging long white trails appeared.
They maintained a speed of Mach 25, reaching a terrifying velocity of 8,500 meters per second!
After arriving in the airspace above the darkness-shrouded city, the twelve nuclear missiles pivoted, aiming at the thousand-meter-high darkness below.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the next instant, the speed of the twelve nuclear missiles surged once more, turning into twelve streaks of white light that crossed the ten-thousand-meter distance in a flash and plunged into the darkness.
The nuclear warheads were equipped with automatic detonation devices, specifically designed to prevent interference.
Inside Hama City, the moment the twelve streaks of white light entered the darkness, they detonated simultaneously at an altitude of three to four hundred meters.
Twelve blinding flashes of white light tore through the darkness around them.
This was humanity's ultimate weapon, the most powerful blow struck against a supernatural entity.
Yet, the white light only expanded to a radius of about a hundred meters before being rigidly contained, as if slamming into an iron wall.
Even the high-temperature flames of the explosions were trapped within that hundred-meter boundary.
The darkness stretching seventy-three kilometers was in turmoil as the two forces clashed.
The roaming entity of Darkness came to a halt. Its head turned toward the suppressed nuclear explosions, but it made no further move.
In the next moment, the violent turbulence subsided, and the twelve blinding flashes of white light were suppressed and devoured inch by inch by the darkness.
Darkness possessed an extremely powerful counter against energy; any form of energy within it would be suppressed to its limit and subsequently devoured.
Inside the high-level conference room of the Coalition.
Everyone stared at the satellite feed. The strike of the twelve nuclear missiles had only caused the darkness to shudder for twenty-five seconds.
“This...” One of the presidents stared, his eyes nearly bulging out of his sockets.
These twelve nuclear missiles were capable of wiping a small country off the map. Yet, dropped on Hama City, they had done nothing more than cause the darkness to ripple.
Seeing this, despair crept onto the faces of several leaders. “Is our Coalition about to face a catastrophe like the Earth Mother as well?”
“No, this entity is far more terrifying than the Earth Mother! The Earth Mother only wanted believers, but this thing... I fear it wants to destroy everything!” an elderly white man roared, slamming his fists onto the table.
Though they did not know what was happening inside, simply watching the darkness through the screen filled them with dread, let alone those trapped within it.
Among the crowd, a Black man could not help but suggest, “Why don't we ask the Nanming Kingdom's Special Bureau for help? The fact that they weren't wiped out by the Church of the Earth Mother proves they have some capability.”
Just as most of them were falling into despair over the failed strike, a middle-aged white man with a buzz cut stood up.
He looked at Rupert, his eyes gleaming with a madness driven by the constant threat of death from the darkness and the threat to his power posed by the rise of the supernatural.
He said coldly, “The Special Bureau's He Wenxi is highly ambitious. Are you trying to invite a wolf into our home by bringing her here? President Rupert, I request another nuclear strike.
“We must launch all surrounding nuclear missiles. Everything has a limit, and those twenty-five seconds of turbulence just proved that it does too! I propose we increase the number of nuclear weapons tenfold!”
Rupert hearing this proposal, could not help but look at the middle-aged man.
Leia, the president of the most powerful nation within the Coalition, practically directed most of the Coalition's actions.
The surrounding politicians were startled by Leia's proposal.
Someone could not help but speak up, “President Leia, that's a hundred and twenty missiles! If we launch that many, the civilians within the Kingdom of Hama will be caught in the crossfire!”
“Indeed, not to mention the environmental destruction and the potential nuclear winter it could cause,” an elderly man added.
“Hmph, I don't care about any of that! The King of the Kingdom of Hama is already dead. Surely none of you here want to die in your sleep one day.
“In my opinion, a hundred and twenty is still too few. A hundred and thirty! We must guarantee the eradication of this Calamity once and for all, while also deterring those monstrous things in the East Continent!” Leia supported his hands on the table, his eyes sweeping across all the politicians present with a crazed intensity.
The Coalition had over a thousand nuclear missiles in reserve, so this was a massive investment.
Ever since the Nanming Kingdom's Parliament members had been wiped out twice, he had not been able to sleep soundly, terrified that some crazy supernatural being would decapitate him.
Now, the appearance of the darkness had completely triggered his deep-seated anxiety, leaving his mind filled with nothing but madness and nuclear warnings.
Beside him, an elderly man nodded slightly. “Since this darkness can neutralize the power of nuclear weapons, if we deploy so many, a significant portion will surely be absorbed by the darkness. In the end, the actual fallout affecting the Kingdom of Hama shouldn't be too severe.”
“Everyone, please don't be hasty. The database team is already analyzing how many nuclear warheads are required to break this darkness without causing too much collateral damage,” Rupert said.
After they had argued for a few minutes, the door to the conference room was pushed open.
An elderly man with the rank of General walked in holding some documents. “Everyone, based on our data projections and the magnitude of the darkness's tremors, the minimum number of nuclear warheads required to exceed the darkness's tolerance limit is at least ninety. This is truly unbelievable, and it doesn't even account for the possibility of other entities inside the darkness stepping in to block them.”
“Hmph, we're sticking to my plan. A straight hundred and thirty! No matter what's blocking us in the darkness, we will make it realize that the Coalition is not to be trifled with!” Leia said coldly.
In any case, his nation was quite far from the Kingdom of Hama, and with each nuclear warhead having a yield of around four to five hundred thousand tons, it would not directly affect his own country.
Rupert glanced around the room. “Let's put it to a vote. If more than half agree, we will proceed with President Leia's proposal. If not, we will have no choice but to ask the Special Bureau to step in, even if we have to pay a steep price!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Leia raised his hand.
Several people near him followed suit. Soon, more and more hands went up in the conference room. Seeing this, some who had initially been reluctant had no choice but to raise their hands as well.
Before long, the motion for the second wave of a hundred and thirty nuclear missiles to strike the Calamity in Hama City was passed.
“With this many nuclear missiles, we'll need some preparation time. Notify the civilians of the Kingdom of Hama to take shelter. If they survive, we'll send in rescue teams,” Rupert quickly instructed the aide beside him.
At the same time, they began to censor online public opinion. Although they usually claimed to be a bastion of freedom, in times of actual crisis, who cared about freedom?
“I hope this Calamity doesn't move, or else many more people are going to die,” someone in the conference room murmured quietly.
Leia sat back down. Although his face was expressionless, the bulging veins and sweat on his forehead proved that his mind was far from calm.
Meanwhile, tens of thousands of meters above Hama City.
Zhao Jin was floating in the high sky, resting his head on his left hand in a reclining posture.
A hundred and thirty nuclear missiles? It seems the darkness is about to be exorcised. Still, these politicians have lost their minds from fear. To think they're actually going to drop so many nuclear weapons on their own territory, Zhao Jin thought, his expression placid.
On second thought, it made sense. The rise of the supernatural was currently far too overwhelming.
If these ruling elites of the old era didn't show some force, they would likely be physically phased out within a few months.
At this thought, Zhao Jin's expression turned cold. A bunch of ordinary humans pushed to their absolute limits by supernatural pressure, yet still holding so many weapons of mass destruction... If they were driven completely mad and started dropping nuclear bombs on ordinary people, he would be the one losing out.
It seems that once this is over, these old-era elites can be swept into the dustbin of history. Zhao Jin cast his gaze toward the darkness below.
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