At Hell Paradise Island, in Kuite Castle, Mario Kuite, also known as Lange, was awakened by two bolts of lightning at dawn.
He was startled awake by the first bolt of lightning, as its power was so immense that the entire island trembled.
Soon, Lange saw the second bolt of lightning strike, the one that hit the torii gate.
He quickly had his subordinates fetch a map and discovered that the locations where the two bolts of lightning struck were precisely the forest where he suspected Aurora and her group were hiding.
Lange’s brow furrowed, for he knew that Abe Hachishin had taken almost all the Japanese to the Free Zone to hunt down and capture Aurora.
However, whether the lightning was caused by Aurora or Abe Hachishin, it was not good news for Lange.
The power of this lightning was comparable to that of a heavy aerial bomb, and Lange did not believe that he and his subordinates could survive such a lightning strike.
Lange had dispatched his subordinates everywhere early in the morning, wanting to know what had happened the previous night.
Just then, a subordinate announced that Prometheus was requesting an audience, and Lange immediately summoned Prometheus.
“Lord Lange, I have important matters to report…”
“Speak!” Lange’s expression was as if his parents had died.
“Uh… among our Americans, some are causing trouble! These are people who were rescued by that bitch, Bice.”
Speaking of which, Prometheus was an incredibly cunning fellow. He knew very well that many people in the American delegation had a close relationship with Bice, such as Leo.
Bice was now missing, and these people would not stay put. They would find ways to search for Bice’s whereabouts.
Regardless of whether Bice was alive or dead, letting these people find her would undoubtedly be a big problem. Prometheus was well aware of that woman’s ability to incite others.
Therefore, Prometheus put his mind to work. On one hand, he sent people to secretly monitor those close to Bice. On the other hand, he assigned these people the task of guarding their base, preventing them from going out, and minimizing their contact with the outside world.
As Prometheus had predicted, these people disregarded his orders, colluded with each other, and inquired about Bice’s whereabouts everywhere.
Moreover, these people also privately complained, questioned Prometheus’s decisions, and clamored to leave this somewhat eerie island.
Regarding Prometheus’s explanation that Bice had left with Arthur, those people simply did not believe it.
After all, Bice had not been found, and there was no body to confirm her death. Coupled with the fact that these people were intimidated by Prometheus’s power, the situation was temporarily under control.
However, last night, those two terrifying heavenly lightning bolts caused these restless elements to erupt completely.
Even the previously neutral Americans felt fear, and they all approached Prometheus, demanding to leave the island as soon as possible.
If it were the normal Prometheus, he would have agreed to them. But the problem was that the current Prometheus had long been controlled by Lange’s powers and was now Lange’s loyal lackey.
Thus, this fellow came to Lange to report this unexpected situation.
Upon hearing this, Lange was furious!
“Prometheus, are you an idiot? You can’t even handle such a simple matter!
If your subordinates are disobedient, then kill them!”
“But… but if you kill them, more people will become dissatisfied and even rebellious…”
“Then kill them all!” Lange said through gritted teeth.
“But they are all Americans!”
“So what if they are Americans? Prometheus, you must remember, the future world will be a world of us psychics! The world order is far from the current one!
Only I, Lange—the strongest psychic in this world—will become the strongest king of this world!
Anyone who prevents me from ascending to that supreme position will be destroyed!”
“Yes, Lord Lange, you are the King of the World!” Prometheus knelt down on both knees and submitted.
Just then, a subordinate of Mario Kuite rushed in.
“Lord Kuite, something has happened!”
“What is it? Speak slowly!”
“Yes, sir. We dispatched multiple patrol teams to investigate what happened last night.
Near the edge of the forest bordering the forbidden zone, there is a large pit with a diameter of over 30 meters, as if it had been bombed by heavy explosives.
The rocks in the pit have turned into glass; it is clear that this was the lightning strike point!”
“Did you find anything else?” Lange asked, frowning.
“No. We observed carefully, and there was nothing around, only some scorched and fallen trees!
However, we found many traces of fighting in the forest. Before that heavenly lightning struck, there must have been fierce fighting there!”
As he spoke, the man handed a tablet computer to Lange. Lange took the computer and looked at the photos taken by his subordinates at the scene. In the photos, various trees were toppled, as if they had been cleanly cut by something.
In some places, entire trees were scorched black, indicating that they had been burned by extremely high-temperature flames.
Lange couldn’t help but gasp. Even with Mario Kuite’s body and inherited powers, he might not have been able to cause such large-scale destruction!
A sense of immense crisis instantly enveloped Lange.
“Lord Kuite, there is one more thing we need to report to you…” the subordinate said fearfully.
No matter who it was, telling bad news to their superior was not a pleasant task.
Lange’s expression was already somewhat ferocious. He stared at his subordinate with murderous eyes.
“Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have to fart! If you keep rambling here, I’ll hang your corpse on the lamppost by the pier!”
“Yes, Lord Kuite!
As per your orders, our search teams were preparing to pass through the forbidden zone and the volcanic area to scout the forest in the southeast of the island.
However, in the forbidden zone, the high-temperature plasma gases that suddenly disappeared a few days ago have reappeared!
All five of our search teams, as well as several teams composed of other psychics, were wiped out by the scorching of these gases…”
“What!”
Lange was so angry that he slammed his hand on the table. According to the organization of Hell Paradise Island, a team under his command consisted of five people, all of whom were his elites.
But now, hearing that over twenty of his elites had been wiped out, how could he not be furious?
Just then, Prometheus, who had been lowering his head in thought, suddenly spoke.