The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

Most of these locations are important places in the capital, Wezel - commercial centers, transportation hubs, or airship ports. These goals were set when the entire system was initially established. As long as Basta presses the trigger he has been holding tightly in his hand, it will be activated unconditionally.

Basta was not worried that the Federation's air defense measures would intercept the missiles. Most of the military systems were designed with the participation of Lansta Industries. He had added several backdoor blind spots at that time, laying the groundwork for the conflict that could come at any time.

At the same time, considering the possible arrival of [Blade of Babel], Basta deliberately left a few more city defense cannons in the layout, which can be flexibly used to lock aerial targets: [Blade of Babel] often arrives in the form of airdrops, which allows them to quickly fill up with the energy needed for combat in the high altitudes rich in factors, but it also becomes a weakness that Basta seizes.

The wolf who refuses to be tied with a bridle will eventually have a fatal battle with the law.

Hearing Basta's instructions, the assistant nodded slightly, gently pushed the round-frame glasses on his nose, and said:

"I see."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out the door.

Basta then turned his gaze back to the rain outside the window and began to think about his daughter: Itrisna Lansta.

However, just as he sketched out his daughter's tender little face as a child, he heard an unnatural groan -

"uh-huh..."

Basta turned his head and saw the source of the groaning sound at a glance - it was his assistant.

The young assistant in a dress knelt down between the two rows of guards, his hands desperately pinching his throat, as if trying to spit something out.

The assassin poisoned him? This was Basta's first reaction.

A [Silent One] at the side stepped forward and squatted vigilantly, signaling the surrounding guards to prepare the isolation device. At the same time, a dagger with a collection module popped out from his arm armor, ready to conduct a deep inspection of the assistant.

Just as he focused his attention on the assistant, Basta saw the shadow behind the assistant begin to lengthen, and soon exceeded the form that could be extended naturally.

--has a problem!

Subconsciously, Basta wanted to open his mouth, but he suddenly felt his throat tighten, and something prevented him from making a sound.

At the same time, the shadows of every guard in the room suddenly became clear, and began to stretch towards the assistant's shadow. They soon converged at one point, forming an extremely dark shadow.

The next second, just like a piece of paper expanding instantly, the shadow trembled suddenly and unsteadily, and a gentleman wearing a black top hat and a black dress coat jumped out from it, causing all the light sources in the room to flicker unsteadily several times.

The gentleman smiled politely and slowly raised one hand, on which was a mass of darkness, which was the intersection where all the shadows converged.

It was not until this moment that another [Silent One] noticed the gentleman’s arrival. He subconsciously raised his already loaded rifle and prepared to fire, but he saw the gentleman’s hand holding the shadow suddenly clenched—

“——Buzz…”

In an instant, everyone in the room lost the power to move. Their bodies seemed to be entangled by countless invisible threads and could only tremble slightly.

Seeing this, the gentleman used his free hand to gently straighten his hat, and then shook out a coin like a magic trick, flipped it quickly between his fingers, bounced it high, and caught it accurately -

——It was the reverse side, on which was engraved an eye, overflowing with madness amidst its lifeless look.

"Bad luck, isn't it?"

The gentleman smiled gently, and his cloudy silver eyes suddenly became extremely deep.

At the same time, he suddenly squeezed the shadow in his hand, and a vibration originating from the space itself instantly spread out -

"Ahhh!!!"

As the gentleman's hands clenched tighter, countless black spikes suddenly shot out from each person's shadow, instantly piercing their hearts, leaving them with only a subconscious scream.

At the same time, the lights in the room became increasingly unstable and flickered continuously.

When the lights came back on, the floor was already stained with blood, with corpses lying on it, including the three elite [Silent Ones].

In just a moment, the elite guards of Lansta Industries were completely wiped out by this powerful supernatural force.

The gentleman smiled and shook his hands, then slowly walked to the assistant's body, picked up his blood-stained round-frame glasses from the bright red, wiped them gently with a handkerchief, and put them on his hooked nose.

Basta stared blankly at the figure in the black hat. His throat relaxed and he uttered a name slowly:

"Suleiman Agust."

While he was speaking, the gentleman had turned around, strolled to the bedside, and nodded slightly politely.

"I'm glad you still remember me, Mr. Speaker."

Suleiman's silver eyes narrowed slightly, the previous deepness had disappeared, and returned to the state with a hint of humor.

"Now we can talk, huh?"

"How did you get in?" Basta's mouth trembled slightly, but his expression remained calm. "The industrial zone has entered a wartime state, and there has been no movement of personnel. It is impossible for you to obtain biological characteristics from the people inside. You..."

When he said this, Basta Lansta seemed to realize something and lowered his head in a daze:

"Jackson..."

"You are very perceptive," Suleiman nodded with a smile, "The kind bartender provided me with some help."

"What did you do to him?" There seemed to be a hint of anger in Basta's voice. Even if he was an illegitimate child, he was still his blood relative.

As if sensing Basta's anger, Suleiman smiled politely as if to appease him, then he flicked his wrist and dropped the two blood-stained balls to the ground with a "pop" sound.

——Those were a pair of eyeballs filled with fear.

"He was lucky, the coin landed on the front side," Suleiman explained with a smile, completely ignoring the strange noise coming out of Basta's mouth, "He is still...alive."

Special) Chief (Part 5)

Looking at the pair of Jackson's eyeballs on the ground, Basta tightly grasped the bed sheet, and the sound of the heart rate monitor beside him became more and more frequent.

After a long time, he forced himself to shift his gaze back to the man in front of him who was wearing a black hat and an elegant suit, and uttered a sentence hoarsely:

"You monster..."

Facing such a derogatory name, Suleiman did not seem offended at all. He just looked at Basta with his usual gentle and polite attitude and said:

"Now, let's talk."

"There will be no more negotiations," Basta said hoarsely, trying his best to stand up from the bed, "Even if I die, the Dead Hand System of Lansta Industrial Zone will be activated at the scheduled time... Vizel will fall. After the battle to retake Charon, Wilkin and E. Tran will not miss this great opportunity... I have reached an agreement with the prince of Wilkin. They will start the war under the claim of protecting innocent civilians of the Federation... At that time, the Academi Federation will be engulfed in flames... And the tyrant country of Laplace..."

After Basta finished speaking in one breath, he took a breath and his face suddenly became extremely hideous, with blood vessels on his head bulging:

"...will be destroyed..."

"And now...now I will advance this process..."

Basta took a deep breath and raised the activator in his hand. It looked like a pocket watch on the surface, but there was a deep groove where the pointer was originally, and a red light was flashing inside.

By pressing this button, the Dead Hand system of the Lansta Industrial Zone will instantly launch the 367 cruise missiles spread across its territory, covering the entire Vizel with its firepower.

Facing the [Black Angel] Suleiman Agust, Basta pressed his finger into the groove without hesitation, letting his blood flow in and completing the biometric identification. Suleiman just smiled and watched, without stopping him.

"【Dead Hand System】has been activated..."

Listening to the cold voice of the report seeping out of the pocket watch, Basta took one last look at the photo on the watch cover - it was a little girl with gray hair and a pretty face. She was holding a toy dagger in her hand and was smiling very happily at this moment.

Basta closed his eyes, and in the moment before the end of his life, he uttered his last words:

"...Daughter, Dad has found many people to accompany you."

"..."

A second passes.

Five seconds pass.

Ten seconds pass.

"..."

In the endless silence, the heavy rain lashed the glass windows, the heart monitor made a gentle sound, but Basta heard nothing else.

He closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the sky full of artillery fire to pour out and drown this sinful country, which was swallowing up the country he loved so much.

However, there was only the sound of rain.

The sound of rain that stretches to the end of time.

"..."

The moment he realized a cruel fact, Basta suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the gentleman standing elegantly in front of him.

Suleiman Agust just stood there, and the moment he met Basta's blank gaze, he smiled politely again.

Then the gentleman made his request for the third time:

"Now, can we talk?"

Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... Basta even wanted to stand up from the bed and check the Dead Hand System himself - this is the highest masterpiece of Lansta Industries and his trump card, how could it become ineffective at this time!

He subconsciously looked out the window, his eyes cast towards the nearest artillery turret, and then his pupils suddenly shrank——

——In the gap between the rainstorm and the neon lights, the body of the turret was entangled in a ball of darkness and could not move.

And that dark mass was none other than the shadow of the turret itself!

Shadow... Something in Basta's heart seemed to break, and then he heard a crisp sound of coins flicking -

"Heads up, you're lucky."

Basta turned his head in a daze and met those cloudy silver eyes. Suleiman had already tossed the coin and leaned over in front of Basta's bed, with a gentle and polite smile on his face:

"Answer my questions, and you will receive the gift I carefully prepared."

Faced with that terrifying existence that paralyzed all his back-ups with its own strength, Basta felt like he was lying on a ball of soft void, wrapped in layer by layer, like a drowning person struggling, unable to find a way out.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice:

"what do you want?"

"An ancient keepsake, perhaps only you understand..."

Suleiman chuckled softly, and like a magic trick, he produced a black card with a square black diamond-shaped emblem printed on it.

"It's called... [Ark of Providence], or according to the name of the Lanstar Sealed Team, it's called [Dark Emblem]..."

Seeing the dark thing on the playing cards, Basta's eyes widened subconsciously, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

After a long time, he opened his mouth slightly and said in a low voice:

"You are heading to [Inmotarus]? The [Forgotten Black Isle]?"

Suleiman did not speak, but just smiled and looked at Basta gracefully, as if waiting for his answer.

Basta swallowed his saliva, and after a fierce struggle in his heart for a while, he lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"I do not know."

The moment he finished saying this, he felt his throat being strangled by something that didn't exist, causing his breathing to become rapid.

At the same time, he saw his own shadow - his shadow was being strangled by a claw extending from the darkness, leaving no room for breathing -

"——I don't know! I really don't know!"

Basta grabbed his throat with both hands, screamed and lost control of his emotions. Perhaps because of the impact of this series of events, he finally lost his mind.

"——The cargo had already been breached during transportation and was taken away! Taken away! I had no idea!!"

"Who took it away?" Suleiman asked gracefully and politely, with an unchanging smile on his face.

"Be...be..."

Countless bloodshot veins suddenly appeared in Basta's eyes, and there seemed to be a dark spread between them, making him look almost insane.

"——By the [Yakitsu Troll Soul Devourer]! It was done by the King of the Islands, the King of the Islands!"

The moment he uttered the name, Basta felt the pressure on his throat disappear instantly. He subconsciously held his throat and desperately absorbed oxygen.

At the same time, he saw Suleiman stand up, gently adjust his hat, and salute him:

"Thank you for your cooperation. In exchange, I will present you with a gift that I have prepared beautifully for you."

After saying that, Suleiman waved his hand lightly, and a speck of darkness flashed across his fingertips and then dissipated into nothingness.

He turned his back to Basta and walked towards the door, his body gradually collapsing into the dark shadows.

Gift...? Basta originally thought that the gift Suleiman mentioned was just a joke, but he didn't expect that the chief known as the "Black Angel" would not only not kill him to silence him, but also planned to give him a gift.

Before he even began to guess, he heard a loud roar in his ears, accompanied by a violent white light.

"Varied..."

Basta Lansta turned around in astonishment and looked out the glass window.

Then, he saw the illuminated outline of the Lansta Industrial Zone—all the city defense guns were pointed at the sky at the same time, and the honeycomb-shaped launchers were constantly spewing flames, firing a string of missiles into the dark sky—

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom -"