blenderwars Chapter 283 The Place Erased from the Map
Chapter 283 The Place Erased from the Map
After that pure golden light dissipated.
Deep in the Nevada desert, Area 51, once a symbol of America's highest technological achievements, has completely disappeared.
Instead, there is a huge, glass-like pit with a diameter of over five kilometers and an unfathomable depth.
The inner walls of the pit were as smooth as a mirror, reflecting an eerie and bewitching light under the moonlight.
That is, sand and rock, instantly melted by temperatures exceeding hundreds of millions of degrees, and then rapidly cooled to form crystals.
Ares hovered above the deep pit, looking at Aiolia's masterpiece, and couldn't help but whistle.
"Hey, Aiolia, you went way too far!"
"The master said to wipe it off. That way, it will be the cleanest," Aiolia replied casually, as if he had only done something insignificant.
"Alright, you win." Ares shrugged. "The work is done. We should go back and report to the master."
"Um."
Two streaks of light shot into the sky once more, then vanished into the night sky in an instant.
They came silently.
They left cleanly and neatly.
All that remains is that enormous, glassy pit, like a scar on the earth, silently telling the story of the terrifying divine punishment that once took place here.
……
Meanwhile, in Washington, D.C., at the Pentagon's underground command center.
The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.
The Secretary of Defense, the Director of the CIA, the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff... all the highest-ranking officials in the U.S. military were gathered here, their faces filled with anxiety and unease.
Just half an hour ago, they lost all contact with Area 51.
Whether it's the highest level of quantum communication or the most primitive radio signals, everything is interrupted.
It was as if that massive underground base, along with its tens of thousands of staff members and top scientists, had vanished from the face of the earth in an instant.
"Satellites! Our military satellites, have they made any discoveries?!" The Minister of Defense, a gray-haired, hawkish politician, roared at the head of the command center.
"Reporting to the Minister! We've mobilized all available high-resolution spy satellites to monitor the coordinates of Area 51 in real time!"
The supervisor's voice was choked with sobs, "But...but, when all the satellites scanned that area, their optical lenses showed severe overexposure! It's like...it's like, suddenly, a sun appeared there!"
"The sun? Are you kidding me?!" The Minister of Defense was so angry that he almost crushed the coffee cup in his hand.
"It's true! Minister! Look!"
The supervisor quickly projected a satellite video, which had undergone emergency processing, onto the main screen.
The video footage was completely white.
All one could vaguely see was a dazzling, indescribable golden spot of light suddenly illuminating the center of the Nevada desert.
Then, the spot of light rapidly expanded, and expanded again...
Finally, the entire screen was completely swallowed up by that pure, golden light.
Everyone who witnessed this scene instinctively closed their eyes, feeling a stinging pain in their retinas.
"What...what is this..." The Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, a battle-hardened four-star general, muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.
"The explosion... was a super explosion we can't comprehend..." a physicist in charge of data analysis said, trembling. "Based on preliminary estimates of the energy spill... the power of this explosion is at least... more than a thousand times the equivalent of half a million tons of TNT!"
"A thousand times?!"
"hiss--"
A collective gasp filled the command center.
A TNT equivalent of 500,000 tons is the maximum limit of Area 51's self-destruct mechanism.
And this explosion was actually a thousand times larger than it?
This has far exceeded the power range of any weapon that humans can make!
"Was it done by the Chinese? What kind of secret weapon did they use that we don't know about?" The CIA director immediately pointed the finger of suspicion at the other side of the ocean.
"Impossible!" the four-star general exclaimed categorically. "No missile can evade our space-based early warning system! Moreover, the Chinese have no reason to do this! This is tantamount to declaring war on us!"
"So what exactly happened?!"
Just when everyone was engulfed in fierce arguments and endless confusion.
A young, technical man suddenly jumped up from his seat as if he were possessed.
"General! Minister! I... I captured a frame from the 'Keyhole-12' satellite in the last 0.01 seconds before its signal was completely interrupted by strong light interference!"
"Quickly! Release him!" the four-star general roared immediately.
All eyes instantly turned to the main screen.
With trembling hands, the technician projected the single frame of the image.
The image has undergone maximum noise reduction and sharpening.
Although, it is still blurry.
But, I can already see some things clearly, albeit with difficulty.
It was in a golden, radiant ocean.
Two tiny figures floated silently in mid-air.
One, entirely dark red, like a demon god emerging from hell.
One, entirely golden, like an angel descended from heaven.
"..."
The command center was deathly silent.
Everyone held their breath, staring blankly at the two god-like figures on the screen.
In their minds, the same blurry image that had recently been transmitted from the crashed Aurora in Antarctica immediately came to mind.
And, in that final communication, Commander Mark uttered that word in a desperate tone.
"God……"
"Thump."
The Minister of Defense slumped into his chair, his face ashen.
He finally connected all the clues.
A super earthquake in Antarctica.
A satellite network that vanished into thin air.
On the Aurora, there is that eerie, "God's-eye view" imprint.
Now, Area 51 is completely annihilated.
All of this pointed to a terrifying truth that sent chills down his spine and terrified his very soul.
Those two beings, who are like gods, are in league with China!
Do not!
In fact, they are the masterminds behind China's so-called "era of universal cultivation"!
China has somehow managed to latch onto some powerful backer.
The Chinese, they directly boarded the chariot of the gods!
"It's over..."
"We lost..."
The Minister of Defense unconsciously repeated these two words.
He knew that from this moment on, the United States of America's century-long global hegemony had come to an end.
They lost to a great being whom they dared not even look at.
"No! We haven't lost yet!"
The four-star general, who had been silent all along, suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up!
His eyes burned with a kind of almost insane flame!
"We still have a chance!"
He surveyed everyone present and, in a hoarse yet powerful voice, said, "We cannot fight against the gods. But we can choose to join them! Or rather, make them have no choice but to accept us!"
Everyone looked at him, puzzled.
"Immediately, connect me to the White House's top emergency hotline!"
The four-star general gave his adjutant a resolute order.
"I want to speak with the President immediately!"
"I suggest that the President immediately hold an emergency press conference to inform the world!"
"We will make everything we know public!"
"We want to tell the whole world that God has descended!"
"We will use public opinion from all over the world to 'hijack' them!"
"We must force them to step into the limelight!"
"Since we cannot keep this power to ourselves, then let the whole world share it!"
"This is our last gamble!"