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

"The shackles of fate are too heavy, and only bitterness can remind me not to fall along with it."

Laplace turned around, looked at Pace, and raised his hands.

"What about you? Pace Monarch, are you going to continue to fall according to the fate imposed on you?"

"Speak something I can understand." Pace moved the muzzle of his gun and signaled Laplace to crawl on the table.

"They regard you as a leader, and the tide of the times pushes you out, making you a person like William III holding an umbrella in the rainstorm," Laplace murmured, "but the rain will never stop, you will eventually be washed away, and then the next unlucky person will take your place."

"Are you willing? The price of power is to become a victim."

"You think too much. I'm not fighting for power." Pace said coldly.

"But power will find you and corrupt you. Do you dare to say that you didn't feel a little pleasure when you commanded thousands of troops? Didn't you feel happy when you reached the commanding heights? Now you have won a battle with fewer troops and pointed a gun at the most powerful man on the planet. Aren't you excited about me?"

The corners of Laplace's mouth curved slightly, and he seemed to be savoring something.

"Can't you feel it?"

"I'll tell you again, get down on the table or I'll punch you through the knee," Pace warned.

"It doesn't matter, Pace Monarch. Whether you admit it or not, you are just a puppet holding an umbrella." Laplace turned his head.

"What about you? What are you?" Pace frowned.

"Me? I am the rain."

Laplace suddenly opened his arms, and suddenly, red lightning flashed in the sky, and a rainstorm fell on the Aston Plain.

At the same time, Pace stepped forward and stretched out his hand to subdue him.

But Laplace showed no fear at all. Instead, he grabbed the clothes on his chest with both hands and tore them apart.

"Sizzle!"

The shirt tore open, revealing his translucent chest, causing Pace to stop immediately and not move forward.

He saw a heart beating in that chest—a heart infected by darkness.

"Herames is alive here," Laplace pointed to his chest, "His heart is still beating. Look, I saved him."

"You are not Laplace!" Pace yelled.

The moment he saw the translucent chest, Pace realized what the "Laplace" in front of him was.

This is just a bionic man! A stand-in!

Previously, no one noticed anything unusual about Laplace. Even Canghuang, who had mastered certain mystical techniques, was certain that it was Laplace who was inside the Eye of the Sky.

This is because of the heart - the heart of Hermes, the eldest son of Laplace.

"Don't blame yourself, Pace Monarch," Laplace's silver eyes were full of pity, "Even if Perlis Havrgard came here, she would find that the factors of this body are no different from mine, and the poor little [Cang Huang] has lost her most solid shadow. With her level, she can't possibly notice the difference."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Pace's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Of course, we need to solve all the problems at once," Laplace said, sitting back at his desk. "Well, keep holding your umbrellas. A real rainstorm is coming."

......

In the lower cell of [Babel Tower Prison], the old man with silver eyes opened his eyes.

He pulled out the tube from his neck and walked out of the cell. A group of [Silent Ones] rushed over and the leader put a white windbreaker on him.

"Search for [Wide Area Broadcast], and set the broadcast area to the entire Federation." Laplace said.

"Where are the traitors?" The Silent One's voice was low.

"Of course I silenced them," Laplace said with a smile. "Roger MacLasseur had planned everything, but he didn't expect me to hide here. His eyes are almost all over the Tower of Babel, except for the prison."

The [Silent Ones] nodded and escorted their leader into the elevator. Ten minutes later, Laplace arrived at the control room of the Tower of Babel.

After signaling all the guards to stand guard at the door, he walked through the room alone and pressed a button. The huge floor-to-ceiling window slowly lit up, revealing the view above the sea of ​​clouds.

The clouds of factor energy were rapidly gathering towards the Tower of Babel, the crimson thunder was constantly gathering on the core of the tower, and the jungle wind of Lavis was howling.

"I forgot to ask them to make me a cup of tea," Laplace muttered, "but it will be over soon."

He walked to the window and looked down at the huge sea of ​​clouds that was swirling around the Tower of Babel, and his joy continued to grow.

His desire for control was satisfied, he seemed to be as tall as the sky, and could create waves on the sea of ​​clouds with just a stretch of his hand.

Laplace stared at the sea of ​​clouds for a while, then turned on the broadcast device:

"People of the Federation, the age of chaos is over."

"It's childish, divisive, and violent. We were all too young and too prone to making mistakes. But this should all come to an end."

......

4) Rain (Part 9)

In the bedroom, Jessica stared blankly at the computer screen in front of her - it showed the calm face of Laplace von Valantia, and the background behind him was the sea of ​​clouds outside the Tower of Babel.

How could it be possible? Wasn't Laplace in Aston Plains? Didn't the coalition forces win a great victory? How could he escape?

"Jessica! Did you see that?" The panicked voices of the newsboys came through the headphones.

"Shut up!" Jessica's face turned pale. "Listen to what he has to say..."

"People of the Federation, the age of chaos is over."

"It's childish, divisive, and violent. We were all too young and too prone to making mistakes. But this should all come to an end."

Laplace's demeanor was as cold as looking down from the clouds. He revealed his bloodshot eyes, one silver and one red, making him look extremely majestic.

"I believe you can all guess my current situation. Yes, the Federation's army suffered a disastrous defeat at Aston Plains. Even though the military has blocked the information, those who are good at delivering new information don't have the heart to keep you in the dark. So you are sure that our current situation is extremely dangerous, right?"

Laplace's eyes turned slightly, he was still looking at the screen, but the hair on the back of Jessica's neck stood up.

She was certain that Laplace was looking at her, or rather, at everyone in Newsboy.

No way...?

"You have learned about my situation, and also learned a lot of truths hidden in the shadows... Yes, the tragic situation of the crystal mine, the bodies of the victims being reused, and those respectable workers who did not even deserve their own graves after death. Instead, they were processed into redstone modules and turned into tools."

"You raised your flags and chanted in the streets of Wezel, you surrounded the academy building and faced the soldiers without fear, which made me proud, my people."

"I want to thank those who dared to tell the truth. Without them, you would still be deceived by Roger McLather. If you don't know who this name belongs to, he is the head of the [Military Department] and is currently in the [Military Department] headquarters in Wezel City."

The more Laplace spoke, the colder Jessica felt on her back.

How could this happen...? Is Laplace controlling all of this?

Even the magnificent first battle of the [World Alliance] was just a part of his plan?

Just as Jessica was in a daze, a red light flashed outside the window, accompanied by thunder.

She looked out the window and found that high-energy clouds containing destructive factors were flowing across the sky at high speed, and a red thunderstorm was brewing in it.

It's raining.

At this moment, hundreds of newsboys on the streets looked up at the holographic scene on the skyscrapers - Laplace appeared on every screen in the Federation.

They stood in the rain, listening to the words of the silver-eyed old man in a daze, unable to speak.

The flowing clouds converged towards the border city of Lavis, where a strong wave of red light gathered at the top of the Tower of Babel.

In the jungle of Lavis, the army under Roger MacLaurer was looking grimly at the Tower of Babel not far away. They were ordered to guard here and seize the Tower of Babel as soon as Laplace was captured by the coalition forces.

But now, the situation is suddenly completely different - Laplace has never left the Tower of Babel, all of this is his plan.

"Boss, should we attack by force? Or should we just retreat?" The commander shouted in the military channel, "It's time! There's no time to hesitate!"

There was no response on the military channel. At this moment, in the military headquarters, Roger McArthur was looking at the screen in front of him with an expressionless face.

He looked at the sea of ​​clouds behind Laplace, clenched his fists, and his nails dug into his flesh, almost bleeding.

"Laplace..." He let out a low roar.

"You are right!" Laplace's voice rose several degrees. "The [military] sent me into the enemy's trap. I have long lost my power. They also planned the tragedy of E-Tran, trying to climb up the tower that symbolizes peace and turn it into a weapon for executioners."

In the picture, Laplace looked around and sighed softly.

"I tried my best to escape, but those federal soldiers could not come back. They fought their way out and escorted me back to the Iron Curtain. Their bodies are buried forever in Aston Plains."

"Among them were fathers, sons, daughters, husbands, and wives, but they were all dead, killed by the conspiracy of those who wanted to take power!"

"I listened to their last wishes. I am the one who represents you," Laplace opened his arms. "Many people call me the executioner, but you can see with your own eyes that I am not! I am the one who opened the umbrella in the rainstorm. Those who wanted to harm you gave me the bad reputation, and I almost died on the battlefield."

"But now, I am back, representing the true will of the people of the Federation!"

A crimson vortex was swirling above the clouds. The core at the top of the Tower of Babel began to gather power from the upper realm, and violent thunder roared.

"Next, the launch of the Tower of Babel will return to its original purpose - to defend peace!"

"I will clear the invaders for you and hold the Iron Curtain. At the same time, my brave people, wave your weapons and drive those who try to harm you out of the skyscrapers!"

"Whether it's the hypocritical High Council or the brutal military, use your weapons to drive them out!"

Laplace opened his arms, and at the top of the tower, he turned around and looked at the endless sea of ​​clouds behind him.

As the [Tower of Babel] continued to charge and the [Wide Area Broadcast] was shut down, Laplace suddenly regained its composure.

"Elizabeth, look at me," he murmured softly.

At this time, in the top floor suite of the Sky Eye, Laplace's bionic man smiled and turned off the holographic screen, and raised the teacup to Pace opposite him:

"Hold the umbrella, Pace Monarch."

Without hesitation, Pace raised his gun, shot Laplace in the head, then turned and ran out of the room.

He ran, connected to the channel, and yelled:

"Ajef! Report the situation!"

"My Lord! The sun is rising! What's going on?"

Pace's heart sank. He knew what the rising sun meant, so he shouted angrily on the radio:

"Retreat! Retreat immediately! Retreat from Aston Plains! Everyone! Retreat!"

How could Laplace put himself in the middle of a chess game! Whether it was the federal soldiers who were abandoned as pawns, the coalition forces as the army of justice, or even the "newsboy" who was secretly inciting public opinion, everyone was his chess piece!

All of this is just a tool for him to put himself at the top. After this operation, the cohesion of the people of the Federation will be unprecedentedly gathered, and those who have shared his power for a hundred years will all be eradicated!

Moreover, it was the coalition forces and allies who personally eliminated him.

Walking through the corridor, Pace entered the elevator and made his way to the hangar.

"What happened?" Vasily came over immediately. "Why did you suddenly...?"

"There's no time left, we have to retreat!" Pace shouted at the top of his lungs, "The Tower of Babel is about to launch! It's about to launch!"

4) Rain (Part 10)

Hearing Pace's roar, Vasily's face turned pale for a moment.

As a member of the Iron Guard and the most powerful hunter in the Iron Fortress, this former captain had commanded elite troops in the mountains for decades and thought he would not be afraid of anything anymore.

But when he heard the words "The Tower of Babel is about to be launched", his first reaction was to tremble.

This is when your courage is truly tested.

"We can't escape," Vasily took a deep breath, "We have to think of another way."

"Another way!?" Pace's voice was hoarse, "How could there be..."

When he said this, Pace's eyes froze slightly, and the fire burning in his heart suddenly calmed down.

Of course there are other ways, how could there not be...

"Angela, can the Frontier sink into the Netherworld again like Mikhail did back then?" Pace said.

"What else do you think I'm busy with?" Angela responded to Pace, "Yes, but the effect will be much weaker. Venia used the remains of [Frontier] to create that ridiculous disabled puppet, which caused its integrity to be lost, and its connection with mysticism has been weakened a lot."

"so?"

"So, [Netherworld] teleportation is possible, but it requires some Blackwater power as a medium," Angela said quickly, "but even then, the number of people who can be teleported will be severely limited."

"It's not easy to find the Black Water Power here..." Vasily murmured.

"No, there is already one," Pace said, "the one left by Zu Chumen!"

That’s right, Zu Chumen most likely left in a similar way and was severely injured when leaving, so that kind of power leaked out.