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Chapter 374 The Power of Behemoth

The message that the communication request was rejected was quickly relayed to the cargo ship.

Gade's standard diplomatic rhetoric, every word of which exuded Ron's arrogance and unquestionable authority.

Zhuge Qing listened to his subordinate's report without any surprise on his face; instead, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face.

Perhaps because the confrontation a few years ago left such a deep shadow in his heart, Ron's reaction this time was even tougher and more urgent than expected.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The chessboard is set up, and the pieces are in their places. An opponent blinded by anger and arrogance will only make the game go more smoothly.

"Next, we'll wait for news from Chu Lan."

He muttered to himself, turned around, took his phone out of his pocket, tapped the screen with his fingertip, and connected to Erzhuang's encrypted line.

"How is the new equipment doing?"

"Debugging is basically complete, and it's ready for use at any time!"

At the other end of the line, Erzhuang's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and eagerness.
"This 'gift' is guaranteed to be unforgettable for Behemoth!"

"Ah."

Zhuge Qing responded and hung up the call.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

……

Meanwhile, the war was abruptly launched along the coast of Nathan Island.

Behemoth's massive war machine launched a crushing attack on the ancient island.

The landing craft broke through the waves and ran aground on the beach. With the hatches wide open, countless soldiers in uniform poured out like a tide.

They are not superheroes with world-destroying abilities; their bodies have undergone rigorous genetic modification and drug enhancement, giving them strength, speed, and reaction capabilities far exceeding human limits.

What truly gave them an absolute advantage were the modern weapons in their hands that constantly spewed flames.

A hail of bullets wove an impenetrable net of death, enveloping the entire coastline.
The strange people of Nathan Island launched a fierce resistance.

They are the people of this island, bound to this land by blood, and naturally they will not allow these outsiders to do as they please.

Some of them stirred up fierce winds, some manipulated vines, and some even transformed into ferocious beasts of the forest...

However, in the face of the cold, overwhelming tide of steel, the strength of the individual appears so fragile.

Because human physical strength has its limits, while the enemy's bullets seem endless.

Just like a strongman who can deadlift half a ton will still be exhausted after lifting a 100-kilogram dumbbell, but cold steel never tires.

A powerful superhuman can withstand ten or a hundred shots, but not a thousand or ten thousand.

The Nathan Islanders' defenses were quickly breached, but in that very instant...

Without any warning, several figures appeared out of thin air at the site of the fiercest battle.

They are the Nathan Guardians, the guardians personally chosen by the Divine Tree, who have the authority to appear anywhere on the island at any time.

Their arrival instantly ignited hope in all the islanders.

The man named Garcia pressed his hands to the ground, and the earth groaned beneath his feet as countless grains of sand and soil were reshaped, compressed, and sharpened by an invisible force.

Ultimately, it transformed into a storm of blades that swept across the battlefield, leaving blood and flesh flying everywhere it passed, and easily tearing apart steel.

Holding a katana, Mochizuki Satoru moved with the grace of a ghost amidst a hail of bullets.

No one could see his movements clearly; all they could see were flashes of silver blades appearing in the crowd.

Each flash was accompanied by the silent fall of several Behemoth soldiers, their armor smoothly sliced through, without even a chance to utter a scream.

Antony, a descendant of the Olympian gods, was a walking myth.

He doesn't need any skill to summon lightning and blast an entire squad of soldiers, along with the bunker behind them, into dust.

The Valkyrie, Guna, chanted with an ethereal yet majestic voice. Runes appeared in the air, forming an impenetrable barrier that blocked the dense barrage of bullets.
Or they may transform into golden chains, binding tightly those enemies who attempt to break through.

Every Nathan Guard is a top expert in the world of superhumans.

On this island, the power of the divine tree amplified their power to produce a terrifying effect far exceeding the sum of its parts.

Like sharp scalpels, they precisely cut into Behemoth's massive formation, forcefully halting the unstoppable offensive.

The real-time footage of the battlefield was transmitted to the leaders of major supernatural organizations around the world through various channels.

Seeing the terrifying combat power displayed by Nathan Guard on the screen, which was almost comparable to that of a modern army, everyone's expression became solemn.

But they all knew that this was just an appetizer.

The real hunter has yet to enter the fray.

……

Inside the bridge command center of the USS George Washington, Ron watched the images playing on several screens with great interest, gently swirling the champagne in his hand, a knowing smile on his face.

Nathan's power did not make him feel nervous at all; on the contrary, it made him feel even more pleased. Only such power was worth hunting.

"Ha~"

He chuckled softly and downed the liquid in his glass in one gulp.

"Let our 'heroes' go down and have some fun."

With a single command, the gears of war began to turn once more.

Dozens of figures dressed in various colored tight-fitting combat suits filed out of transport planes over Nathan Island.

They are the greatest masterpieces that Behemoth created with countless resources and effort.

The arrival of these "heroes" instantly changed the balance of the battlefield.

They possess targeted capabilities and tactics.

A hero emanating a chilling aura easily froze the blade storm forged by Garcia;
A hero whose speed was so fast that only afterimages could be seen was locked in combat with Mochizuki Satoru;
A hero capable of warping space caused Guna's runes to lose their target and dissipate helplessly in mid-air.

Even more fatally, in Nathan's ranks, the blond guard Elijah, who had always been known for his loyalty, turned on his comrade from behind at the most critical moment.

This sudden betrayal became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

In just two hours, the once impregnable Nathan Guard defenses crumbled, and Behemoth's army swept through, completely taking control of the ancient royal city in the heart of the island.

"Sir, the capital city is under control."

When the good news came through the communicator, Ron almost burst out laughing. The operation had gone even more smoothly and perfectly than he had imagined.

Now, it's time to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Ten minutes later, Ron strode into the royal palace with the air of a victor.

His leather shoes clicked on the ancient stone slabs, making a crisp and loud clattering sound, as if composing a triumphant song for his victory.

In the center of the hall, the legendary King Nathan, the little girl who shocked everyone at the banquet, was being held down on the ground by two fully armed soldiers and forced to kneel.

Ron walked slowly up to her, looking down at her with undisguised mockery in his voice.

"As the ruler of the Island of the Strange, how do you feel about having to kneel before me, an ordinary person?"

King Nathan ignored his taunts and didn't even glance at him.

She simply raised her head and stared intently at the blond man standing beside Ron—Elijah.

She still couldn't believe that, at the last moment, the one who dealt her the most fatal blow was the person she trusted most.

"Alright, Ron. I've done what you asked. Don't forget what you promised me."

Elijah felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, so he took a step forward and spoke.

"Of course I won't forget..."

Ron turned around, his gaze sweeping over Elijah, and said with amusement,

"But I still can't believe that the loyal Nathan Way would betray his faith for something as mundane as money..."

"I have to thank you all for letting me see the wonderful world outside."

Elijah spoke calmly, as if stating a fact.

Just then, King Nathan, who had been kneeling silently, suddenly sprang up, breaking free from the soldiers' momentary restraint, and reached into his robes, as if trying to pull something out.

But the Behemoth soldiers beside her reacted quickly and subdued her again in an instant, while another soldier swiftly snatched an object from her arms.

It was a palm-sized, exquisitely crafted dark purple brocade pouch.

"This is?"

Ron was slightly taken aback when he saw what the soldier presented him.

What was King Nathan planning to do with that thing at this moment?

"This seems to have been given to her by those Easterners."

Elijah, who was standing nearby, recalled.

"An Oriental?!"

Upon hearing those three words, Ron's smile instantly froze. He snatched the brocade pouch from the soldier's hand and roughly tore it open.

The pouch contained neither the expected weapon nor magical artifact, only a thin card.

One side of the card featured a bust of King Nathan, along with lines of text and information he couldn't understand.

On the other side is a red badge composed of five stars.

Ron's pupils suddenly contracted.