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Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Inside a stadium on Mara Island.
The massive loudspeakers, originally used for broadcasting game updates and scores during rugby matches, were now continuously playing special frequencies released by the Magic Sound · Oca Device.
In the control room, Allen Jonah watched the Titan Behemoths appearing one after another in news reports worldwide, wreaking havoc, and he praised, amazed:
"Dr. Emma, I originally thought we'd have to travel all over the World, releasing these Behemoths one by one from the Monarch Organization's outposts, but who would have thought you'd find such a permanent solution... I am truly impressed!"
Then he turned his gaze to Ghidorah, still perched on the volcano, its three heads raised, issuing commands to the Titan Behemoths around the World, and he sighed with emotion:
"It seems you were right. As long as Zero Monster is controlled, it's equivalent to controlling all the Titans. And now that Godzilla, that troublesome fellow, is gone, I believe it won't be long before Earth ushers in a brand new order and structure!"
prestige points +66, +66, +666...
Collectible souls detected, Warp soul count +1, +1, +1...
"It's time for the next step."
Emma Russell ignored his flattery and said indifferently, "Tell your people to get ready. We should leave."
"Hm? Where to?" Allen Jonah was momentarily stunned, as this step was clearly not in his plan.
"Washington D.C.!"
Emma Russell said without hesitation, while packing up the Magic Sound · Oca Device, "To catch the bandit, first catch the king. Only by using Ghidorah to destroy the White House and the Pentagon first can we completely dismantle the confidence of those human armies trying to resist the 'Great Purge,' thereby greatly shortening the overall time of this process!"
"Moreover, it's not safe for us to stay here. I imagine it won't be long before the Monarch Organization sends people to snatch my ORCA device, right?"
Actually, Emma Russell didn't need to go to Washington D.C. herself; sending Ghidorah would have been enough.
But to avoid unexpected situations like "signal interruption" or "out of service area," she ultimately decided to go with Ghidorah.
Furthermore, experiencing death up close would also allow her to gain more joy and psionic power.
"Wait a minute, Dr. Emma, isn't what we're doing a bit too risky?" Allen Jonah couldn't help but frown, reminding her with some doubt:
"According to our previous plan, shouldn't we be heading to the pre-prepared doomsday bunker to hide and quietly wait until the Titan Behemoths destroy the World... oh no, help the World establish a new order before coming out?"
"You're right, but I've changed my mind temporarily."
Emma Russell completely disregarded his feelings, picked up the Magic Sound · Oca Device, and walked out, saying expressionlessly, "As for the reason... I just told you. It's up to you whether you go or not; I'm not forcing you."
Seeing that she was about to take the ORCA device, a dangerous glint flashed in Allen Jonah's eyes. He tilted his chin and lightly nodded to a subordinate across from him. The latter immediately understood, stepped forward, and lowered his gun to block Emma Russell's path.
"Dr. Emma, I think you should prioritize the bigger picture now."
Allen Jonah said with a stern face, in a tone that was both persuasive and threatening, "I remember you once said that this Planet needs to be reborn for humanity to continue for a long time...
But I think your current risky move of taking the ORCA device to Washington D.C. is tantamount to disregarding everyone's lives, and I find this very perplexing?"
Emma Russell stopped, slowly turned to face him, and asked expressionlessly, "So?"
Allen Jonah put on a helpless expression and spread his hands, then raised a hand to point at the Magic Sound · Oca Device in her hand, saying with a smile:
"The ORCA device concerns the future of humanity and Earth; it is the most crucial part for our plan to proceed smoothly. So... if you insist on leaving, then please leave the ORCA device here!"
His meaning was simple: you can leave, but the item must stay!
Emma Russell, as if she had already seen through his little scheme, calmly retorted, "Then... what if I don't agree?"
Without Allen Jonah needing to give an order, his mercenaries immediately aimed their guns at Emma Russell the moment his words fell.
"Dr. Emma, I'm truly sorry, I didn't want things to turn out this way..."
Allen Jonah put on an expression of regret and sorrow, but immediately instructed his subordinates, "Be careful when taking the ORCA device; make sure not to touch Dr. Emma's hand..."
"Hehe, Dr. Emma, don't take it personally. Given the unusual abilities you displayed on the helicopter earlier, I had to make my subordinates wary. After all, these are all old brothers who have followed me for more than ten years; I'd be heartbroken if any of them sacrificed!"
Clearly, Allen Jonah's words were referring to the slaanesh Psionic Power that Emma Russell had obtained from slaanesh, which could transmit extreme emotions.
However, before that subordinate could step forward to snatch the ORCA device from Emma Russell's hand, a spine-chilling dragon roar suddenly came from outside, followed by a colossal figure suddenly descending from the sky.
Boom—
The entire stadium, and the building where Allen Jonah and his group were located, trembled violently with it.
"Boss, it's... it's Zero Monster!!!"
Through the transparent glass window of the control room, everyone saw a gigantic dragon head slowly approaching, its huge vertical pupils, covered by a thick layer of purple, sweeping around the room before finally settling on Emma Russell.
No, to be precise, it was on the Magic Sound · Oca Device in Emma Russell's hand.
And at this moment, from a perspective invisible to ordinary people, all three of Ghidorah's heads lit up with purple runes symbolizing slaanesh.
This was an accidental discovery Emma Russell made during an experiment in Antarctica earlier.
If relying solely on the ORCA device or the special psionic power bestowed by slaanesh, it was not effective in controlling a Monster King like Ghidorah.
Only when slaanesh Psionic Power and the ORCA device were used together could Ghidorah be completely controlled!
At this time, Ghidorah's other two heads were glaring at the other people in the room from two different directions, as if they would fire Gravitational Rays and burn Allen Jonah's group to ashes with a single command from Emma Russell.
"So... Mr. Jonah, can I leave now?"
Clearly, Emma Russell had already anticipated this situation and had given Ghidorah the order to come to her rescue early on.
As for why she wasted so much breath talking to Allen Jonah, it was simply to buy as much time as possible.
"Of... of course you can. It was just a small misunderstanding. Um... Dr. Emma, we are still close partners."
At this moment, the expression on Allen Jonah's face was even more complex than if his spouse had died; there was fear, anger, regret, greed... He never imagined that this woman could go to such an extent.
She could actually directly command Ghidorah?
The mercenaries who had originally blocked the doorway were already terrified out of their wits by Ghidorah outside the window, trembling as they voluntarily made way for Emma Russell.
"Mr. Jonah, goodbye, thank you for your help earlier. I hope we can meet again in the 'New World' soon!"
Emma Russell did not make things difficult for the people in front of her and strode out.
Allen Jonah watched her departing figure, as if suddenly remembering something, and rushed out of the room in a daze.
Then he followed far behind Emma Russell all the way to the rooftop of the building, and then personally witnessed a scene he would never forget... Emma Russell actually stood directly on top of Ghidorah's middle head!
At this moment, a passage from Chapter 6 of the New Testament, Revelation, flashed in Allen Jonah's mind, a prophecy about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
"And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the Earth, to kill with Beast..."
Finally, Allen Jonah said the name with a trembling voice, "She... she is... the Death Knight?!"
Whoosh—
Ghidorah flapped its wings fiercely, its colossal body soaring into the sky, then, wrapped in a swirling circular storm, it rapidly disappeared into the distant horizon.
...
Outpost 54, Castle Bravo.
"General, do you really believe that group of eggheads can revive Godzilla using those nuclear bombs?"
A combat staff officer looked at the submarine that had successfully submerged and lost signal on the large screen, asking with some uncertainty.
"At this point, we can only try anything!"
General William Stenz glanced out of the corner of his eye at General Ross, who was still sitting in the corner, calmly drinking his wine, and he immediately felt a surge of anger.
I'm so busy here my heels are smoking, and he's just leisurely watching the show?
Why?
However, before he could erupt, he saw Colonel Foster behind him, pointing at the dark red circle on the large screen, reporting loudly:
"General, bad news, Ghidorah has started moving."
"Currently, it is carrying a super typhoon of at least Category 17 and moving rapidly towards Arizona!"
"What?"
General William Stenz's heart sank at the sight, and he quickly ordered, "Immediately deduce its movement path and target!"
A moment later, a staff member reported with a trembling voice, "General, Ghidorah's target is very likely... Washington D.C.!!!"
"What... Damn it, immediately inform Mr. President and have them evacuate urgently in advance."
General William Stenz broke out in a cold sweat and immediately pointed at the electronic map on the large screen, beginning his strategic deployment.
"Send people to contact S.H.I.E.L.D. and the PPDC Organization, requesting them to act together with the Military and the Monarch Organization to try to lure Ghidorah away from inland areas. This way, we can buy more evacuation time for the White House and the Pentagon."
Then, he looked at General Ross provocatively, "This time, we only need to hold out until Godzilla arrives, and then we can deal with that damned three-headed dragon together!"
Boom—!!!
Just then, a deafening roar suddenly came from the sea outside the Base, as if something heavy had crashed into the water.
The sea surface first caved in to form a huge "deep pit," then rebounded, forming an extremely spectacular towering water column!
"What's going on? What made that huge sound just now?"
General William Stenz looked at the surveillance footage in confusion. A staff member said with some uncertainty, "General, it seems a huge Shadow fell from the sky and directly crashed into the sea? But it was too fast, and we didn't capture it..."
"Shadow?!"
However, before General William Stenz could ask for the full story, he saw a dark blue giant fist suddenly fly out from beneath the still turbulent sea surface in the surveillance footage, directly blasting Mothra, who was hovering in mid-air, away with a single punch...
Then the dark blue giant fist disappeared back beneath the sea surface.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
WTF???
General William Stenz and the others looked on in bewilderment, only General Ross's eyes flashed with surprise and delight.
Ha, the boss actually came in person?!
...
Under the sea.
Inside the continuously submerging submarine, Serizawa Ichiro was discussing with Mark Russell and others the possibility of using nuclear bombs to help Godzilla recover its strength and injuries.
"It's truly incredible, I can't believe Godzilla is still alive?"
"Yeah, I thought that big guy was dead for sure, I didn't realize it was just a little injured?"
"What do you mean 'a little injured'? If Mothra hadn't appeared, Godzilla probably wouldn't have responded at all!"
"Dr. Chen is right, Godzilla must be seriously injured this time... But what I'm more curious about is how it managed to drag its heavily injured body and swim from the Gulf of Mexico back to the Bermuda Triangle in such a short time... After all, there's a difference of over three thousand kilometers in between!"