Chapter 118 Chapters 152-153: Tzeentch's Chosen - Trevor the Actor (3)
On the battlefield, the dying Blue Horrors were splitting again, this time into two smaller, fireball-like Yellow Horrors.
These new horrors exuded a suffocating, sulfurous stench.
Upon appearing, they hopped around dodging bullets, while constantly throwing foul-smelling, cyan-yellow fireballs at the soldiers.
As if trying to destroy everything in sight.
WTF???
What the hell are these things? Why are there more of them the more we kill?
"Ah, help me..."
A soldier hit by a fireball instantly developed large patches of festering flesh, emitting a foul odor.
A teammate grabbed a fire extinguisher, trying to put out the flames on him.
But...
"Damn it, why can't these flames be extinguished?"
No matter how they tried, they couldn't put out the stinking flames.
In the end, they could only watch in horror as the soldier was burned alive into a pile of indescribable rotten flesh.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Soon, the front of the building was shrouded in thick, foul-smelling smoke.
Many soldiers, no longer willing to fight, rushed into the building before the smoke completely blocked their vision.
The remaining unlucky ones, realizing what was happening too late, were lost in the acrid smoke.
The defensive line painstakingly built in front of the building collapsed completely under the continuous attacks of the [Brimstone Horrors], whose power was comparable to biochemical weapons.
The Brimstone Horrors shouted incomprehensible languages, hopping through the smoke, and began to gleefully harvest the lives of the disoriented soldiers.
Listening to the screams and wails echoing in their ears.
The soldiers, like frightened birds, began to shoot wildly in all directions, driven by fear.
Many nearby soldiers, unable to dodge in time, fell under their teammates' guns.
"Ohhs——"
"Ahhs——"
Several Brimstone Horrors surrounded a soldier engulfed in flames, listening to his wails, hopping and singing mocking songs.
Those soldiers who managed to escape into the building didn't fare much better.
When the slaughter in front of the building came to an end, the still-unsatiated Brimstone Horrors rushed into the building, launching a new round of carnage.
Rumble...!!!
Before long, the entire building was engulfed in flames amidst the acrid smoke, and then exploded with a bang.
Such bizarre and grotesque scenes were constantly repeating themselves in front of every building, guard post, and square within [Salem Air Force Base].
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[Detected collectable souls, Warp Souls +1, +1, +1...]
[Reputation +9, +9, +1...]
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Meanwhile.
In front of a still-unfallen tarmac at the rear of the base.
Brigadier General Jeritt, the highest commander of [Salem Air Force Base], was moving quickly towards the armed helicopters, under the cover of a nearly hundred-man elite squad.
However.
Just as they were about to arrive.
The helicopter's cabin door suddenly opened from the inside.
Then, Trevor stepped out, a devilish smile on his face, waving to the crowd and saying:
"Dear Brigadier General, I've been waiting for you here for a long time!"
"Fire..."
The guarding soldiers didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.
Compared to whether the escape helicopter would be affected, they were clearly more concerned about Brigadier General Jeritt's safety.
Poof—
However, a jet of vaporized concentrated liquid suddenly shot out from under Trevor's feet.
Propelled by the powerful airflow, his figure crossed a distance of a dozen meters in the blink of an eye, pouncing in front of Brigadier General Jeritt.
Whoosh—
One hand grabbed Brigadier General Jeritt's neck, while the other instantly transformed into a crab claw-like maw filled with fangs, spewing out the most deadly magical flames.
This [Dimensional Fire] from the [Warp] was granted unpredictable changes and randomness by Tzeentch.
It could be scorching flames that melt steel...
Or icy blue flames that freeze the soul...
It could also directly ignore all defenses, singeing the enemy's flesh into a mass of constantly boiling rotten meat or tumor-like lumps...
Amidst a piercing scream.
Nearly a hundred-man elite squad was completely wiped out, and a dozen Pink Horrors jumped out of the burning human-shaped fireballs, then danced happily on the side.
"You... you demon, what do you want?"
Brigadier General Jeritt's voice was full of trembling.
He was clearly frightened by the scene in front of him, which was comparable to a living hell.
Even if someone told him that Trevor in front of him was a demon from hell, he would definitely not doubt it in the slightest.
"Brigadier General, don't be nervous..."
Trevor used his right hand, which had returned to its original shape, to help Brigadier General Jeritt straighten his misplaced tie, and comforted him with a smile:
"I just want to ask you to come back with me and film a video."
"Don't worry, as long as you cooperate obediently, I promise to let you leave alive!"
Brigadier General Jeritt naturally wouldn't believe such nonsense.
But he had no choice at the moment.
So he had to obediently follow the other party towards the outside of the base.
Along the way.
Looking at the devastated and tragic scene inside the base, as well as the demonic creatures slaughtering each other on the runway out of boredom, the last trace of courage in Brigadier General Jeritt's heart was completely disintegrated.
...
A few minutes later.
When Trevor returned to the command room with Brigadier General Jeritt.
The room suddenly fell into a terrible silence.
Even if people didn't have Daredevil's super hearing.
At this moment, they could still clearly distinguish the breaths full of fear and trembling from their companions' nostrils.
These people had seen Trevor conquering the entire [Salem Air Force Base] alone from the monitors.
Among them, Aldrich Killian's expression was the most complicated.
Originally, he only wanted to use those unstable Extremis soldiers to create a seamless terrorist attack.
Then take the opportunity to attract the attention of the American high-level officials and the public.
So as to smoothly create the Mandarin, played by Trevor, into a terrifying terrorist leader in the eyes of the world.
This way, he could rightfully use each terrorist attack to continuously test → improve the [Extremis Virus], and finally find a way to stabilize it.
Next.
As long as the perfect [Extremis Virus] is officially put into mass production, and all opportunities are ripe.
Aldrich Killian would personally end this villainous Mandarin and participate in the presidential election as a savior...
But who would have thought.
This plan, which Aldrich Killian thought was perfect, fell directly on the first step after it had just begun.
The cowardly impostor, who was originally timid and afraid of death, seemed to have turned into a completely different person in just a few days, directly turning into a powerful demon with some unknown power.
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Aldrich Killian's heart is now filled with unspeakable complex emotions... there is anger, fear, and regret.
It's just that he can't do anything about the current situation.
In order not to turn into an ugly pink monster like those unlucky ghosts who were ignited by Trevor before, he had to lie dormant obediently.
After all... a wise man submits to circumstances!
Seeing Trevor cast his gaze towards him, Aldrich Killian quickly stood up from the main seat, then squeezed out a slightly stiff smile on his face, "Boss, please sit down."
Trevor nodded with satisfaction, then sat down in a grand manner, and said bluntly: Killian, I know very well what you are thinking and your ambitions.
"But you can rest assured that I will not only help you fulfill your wishes and defeat that Tony Stark who once humiliated you, but I can also personally send you to the presidential throne."
"It's just that from now on, whether it's the [Ten Rings Gang] or [], they must obey my orders."
"Your previous petty troubles were really too boring... Without deviating from the norm, you are destined to be unable to achieve a major breakthrough."
"So, are you ready to follow me and do something big?"
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And not long after Trevor and Killian and others left.
Somewhere inside [Salem Air Force Base], a sparkling portal suddenly opened out of thin air, and then several [Kamar-Taj] mages walked out from inside.
"Senior Brother Mordo, are those colorful little monsters the legendary demons?"
After seeing the tragic scene of corpses strewn across the base, as well as the Pink Horrors dancing happily in front of the corpse piles, and the Blue Horrors and Brimstone Horrors tearing each other apart, several mages were immediately in a state of great alert.
"Not necessarily, they are likely to be low-level magical creatures from other dimensions."
Mordo, the mage leading the team, showed a dignified expression on his face.
He felt abnormally chaotic magical fluctuations from these Horrors.
Although it was very weak, it was enough for him to determine that these Horrors were not ordinary dimensional creatures, or low-level demons.
But even he had never seen such strange magical creatures before.
However.
Now is obviously not a good time to think about these things.
So Mordo made a decisive decision and issued an order, "Kaecilius, you take three people over there... We will clear these magical creatures as soon as possible, and then report what happened here to the Supreme Mage."
In the queue, a middle-aged man with a small braid and a slightly gloomy face nodded, and then led three mages to the other side.
Mordo himself took the other three people and began to clear the Horrors from this side.
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Night falls.
[Washington . · White House].
In a conference room.
A group of cabinet high-level officials, including President Matthew Ellis, are working intensively to prepare for the upcoming remote video conference with the heads of overseas military bases in the [Middle East].
The atmosphere in the conference room was slightly solemn.
Because 39 hours ago, the [Salem Air Force Base] in [Kuwait] was suspected of being attacked by a terrorist organization called the [Ten Rings Gang].
Nearly one thousand two hundred American soldiers in the entire base were almost all killed.
And most of them failed to leave a complete body.
They can only be identified by the remaining limbs and bloodstains around them.
And the head of the base, Brigadier General Jeritt, is still missing.
Since the communication facilities inside the base have been severely invaded and destroyed, no one still knows what happened there so far.
Only some shocking anecdotal news was learned from nearby residents.
And most of these news are related to demons.
So the investigation once fell into a difficult situation where it could not continue to move forward.
A group of high-level officials, including the [Department of Defense], naturally would not believe such rumors.
But no matter what the final investigation result is, the fact before them is that someone successfully took down the entire [Salem Air Force Base] in less than a day.
This is tantamount to hitting the [Department of Defense] and a group of high-level cabinet officials on the head like a sap.
If the outside world knows that the American army, which claims to be invincible in the world, is so vulnerable.
Then the hegemonic image they have painstakingly built around the world in the past few decades will probably collapse in an instant.
And no one knows whether such things will happen again in other overseas bases in the future?
In order to completely eliminate the recurrence of such incidents.
President Matthew Ellis still decided to inform the heads of other overseas bases of the attack on [Salem Air Force Base] through this remote telephone conference.
So that they can increase the corresponding level of alert during this period of time.
Inside the conference room.
A staff member responsible for network system security is doing the final test adjustment before the start of the meeting as usual.
However.
The next second.
As if he had suddenly discovered something incredible, he widened his eyes sharply.
After repeatedly confirming a few times, he said with a somewhat flustered voice: "Mr. President, you have to come and take a look at this quickly."
"The system has just detected that the satellite signals received throughout the [East Coast] region have all been subjected to external communication hijacking at the same time."
"An unauthorized illegal connection is now playing..."
Then, he projected the connection of that line onto the big screen.
"Mr. President, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"I know that in your eyes, I may be a terrorist, but I think of myself as a mentor... So, are you ready to review a history lesson with me next?"
Trevor slowly narrated into the camera with his oppressive, deep voice:
In 1864, . soldiers brutally massacred hundreds of Cheyenne and Arapaho people (local natives) in Colorado.
Two-thirds of the victims were defenseless women, children, and the elderly, clearing the way for you to seize their lands and homes...
