Chapter 362: The Onlooking Fishing Enthusiast
The bloody light illuminated most of New Jersey red. In the sky, national governments also noticed this bizarre scene via satellite.
Federal White House, Underground Safety Bunker. White House officials and Agents were busy working tensely inside the Bunker.
This Underground Safety Bunker system located beneath the White House was first ordered to be built during WWII by the then Federal President Roosevelt, with the purpose of preventing future nuclear war. It is located six floors deep underground, with walls up to one meter thick, making its safety rating unquestionable.
However, the comfort level is quite ordinary. Even the Federal President only has a private space three meters long and two and a half meters wide in this Bunker, and it is only equipped with four bunk beds. The good news is that there is a dedicated private bathroom in the room. As for the size, it can only be said that compared to the White House office environment, it is extremely spartan.
Of course, this Underground Safety Bunker is not a place for the President to take refuge for a long time, but merely a temporary transfer point, so the construction is entirely focused on practicality.
This is because it was considered that once nuclear war breaks out, the enemy will deploy biological weapons.
Therefore, to be completely isolated from the outside world, there is no air supply in this Underground Safety Bunker. It can provide air for a maximum of 2 days.
To prevent eavesdropping, the room is also equipped with satellite phones and a positioning system.
In case of an emergency, the President will take refuge in the Bunker for a maximum of two days. If the situation is still not under control.
The President will leave the Bunker. There is a 200-meter-long tunnel inside the Bunker that connects to the Underground Vault of the Treasury Building. Below the Vault, there is a similar tunnel that leads directly to Federal Avenue.
There will also be corresponding reception personnel here to escort the President to a safe zone.
At this moment, the Black President, who was forced to take refuge in the Bunker, was throwing a tantrum. The reason he came to the Underground Safety Bunker was because the White House received an urgent message from the Department of Defense that ARGUS had lost a megaton-class nuclear bomb on the Federal Mainland.
"Tell those idiots in the Military, I don't want their explanation, I just want that nuclear bomb! If they can't find it, or if that nuclear bomb explodes in New York, in Washington, then I'll send them to the Federal Military Court!"
The Black President consciously ignored the fact that he had personally signed the nuclear bomb launch authorization, venting his full rage at the Department of Defense Head on the other side of the video call.
Facing the angry President, the person in charge could only lower his head and remain silent, quietly listening to his reprimands.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this matter was entirely ARGUS's unilateral decision, insisting on using a nuclear bomb to solve the problem, but now that things were messed up, they wanted the Military to take the blame, simply because the A.R.G.U.S. Head, that bloated Black Person, was supported by the President before him.
It was truly ironic. Because of their prolific nature, these human form cotton harvesters had instead become the largest voting bloc in the Federation by virtue of their numbers. Even some Major Conglomerates had to consider the increasing number of Black Chives and put forward this Black President.
"Under a low wall, one has to bow their head!" The Military Person in Charge thought of this country proverb, his heart filled with helplessness.
The Black President cursed for more than ten minutes until the room doorbell rang, only then did he reluctantly let go of the Military Person in Charge.
"Enter!"
A tall figure pushed open the heavy security door with some effort and walked in:
"Mr. President, the situation in New Jersey has not been brought under control. I think you need to leave here as soon as possible. Air Force One is ready!"
The Black President looked at the woman who walked in and frowned.
The old woman before him, who was over one meter eighty tall, dressed in a professional suit, and acted very rigidly, was his White House Chief of Staff. She was a very capable politician.
Aside from her skin color, which he was dissatisfied with, this Secretary-General could be said to be his political confidant.
"Has the matter really developed to this point?"
Although the Black President trusted the Secretary-General's judgment, out of consideration for a superior and political influence, he did not want to go to Air Force One.
After all, once he boarded the air fortress, the political and economic influence, could directly affect the federal economy.
(This would affect his and the political party behind him's approval rating) This was something he could not accept.
"According to the report from Amanda Waller, she claims the matter is under control, but according to the picture/frame monitored by our satellite, those alien invader are gone, but our Energy Monitoring Tower has found that the energy radiation fluctuations there are rapidly expanding! Clearly, Ms. Waller has concealed some important information from us!"
The White House Chief of Staff handed a copy of the energy monitoring report in her hand to the Black President. The Federal President took the documents and saw the vertically rising energy red line on it, causing him to frown tightly.
"How strong is the energy fluctuation?"
"It has exceeded the detection range of the Energy Monitoring Tower. According to Dr. Sheridan, the person in charge of the monitoring tower, if the energy source there explodes, it is enough to destroy most of the Federation! Mr. President, it is time to make a decision! For national safety, you must immediately board Air Force One and command the Federation through this calamity!"
The Black President looked at the serious old woman before him and was also startled by the scene she described. Anxious, he couldn't help but rub his temple.
"Alright! Go prepare!"
After receiving the Black President's order, the White House Chief of Staff immediately went out to arrange the evacuation matters.
After seeing the room door closed, the Black President got up, picked up the satellite phone nearby, and directly called the ARGUS Cobra Commander Amanda Waller's phone number.
"Idiot! What are you trying to hide? Do you think you're very smart and everyone else is stupid, you ****"
On the ARGUS command battleship, Amanda Waller had just been standing in front of a group of subordinates, issuing orders with high spirits. The next moment, she took the encrypted phone handed to her by her secretary.
After answering the phone and hearing the voice from the other end, Amanda Waller completely disregarded the ARGUS Agents who were still present, and didn't care that the person on the other side couldn't see her.
She bent over obsequiously, her face full of a fawning smile: "Mr. President, I am Amanda***"
Amanda Waller hadn't finished speaking when a torrent of abuse came from the other end of the phone.
Perhaps to show off her political capital of being able to speak to the President, Amanda Waller did not turn off her phone anti-eavesdropping mode. The merciless cursing instantly echoed throughout the cabin.
At this moment, the busy ARGUS Agents in the cabin stopped their actions one after another, all looking at Amanda Waller! "You pig-brained idiot, I think putting a dog in this position would be better than you"
The Black President's cursing was so clear. Amanda Waller couldn't care less about the Agents whose faces looked uncomfortable. She didn't even bother to turn on her phone anti-eavesdropping mode. "Mr. President, please let me explain"
Amanda Waller nodded and bowed towards the President on the other end of the phone while frantically walking towards her office. She didn't even realize that one of her custom-made Chanel shoes had flown off her foot.
She didn't care about the ridicule from her subordinates. After all, these Agents couldn't decide her promotion, while the one in the White House could decide her political fate.
The moment the soundproof office door was closed, a burst of joyful laughter immediately erupted in the cabin.
In ARGUS, due to Amanda Waller's manipulative behavior, few people liked her. Now seeing her being scolded, everyone was gloating.
"Mr. President, please listen to me. It's all those street vigilantes. If it weren't for them causing trouble, things wouldn't have developed to this point!"
Inside the office, Amanda Waller still maintained her obsequious posture, shifting all the blame to Batman and others.
"Is that what I'm asking about? Why did you hide the situation there from me? Do you think knowing a few Congressmen means you can rise steadily in politics? Don't forget who pulled you up! I can put you in this position, and similarly, I can kick you down with one foot!"
Hearing the President's words, Amanda Waller almost knelt down on the spot. She grabbed the mobile phone with both hands. "I was wrong, Mr. President, I also didn't want you to be too tired. The matters here are not that bad. Please believe me, I can solve it!"
"It's too late! The situation has now exceeded expectations. Considering your loyalty, submit another report to the White House, list all the troublesome vigilantes, clarify the division of responsibility, and add your rectification opinions! You will temporarily act as the ARGUS Cobra Commander. When you achieve results, you will regain control of ARGUS. That's it!"
"Beep beep beep—"
Hearing the dial tone from the other end of the phone, Amanda Waller felt completely drained and sat down on the sofa nearby. She threw the phone aside and kept wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, knowing that she had barely passed this hurdle!
After resting for a while, Amanda Waller pulled open the office blinds and looked grimly at the giant light beam that had turned half the sky red.
After a long time, she got up and went to the office computer, opening the hidden folder on the computer. Inside was a plan document signed "Suicide Squad"!
On the other side, in the White House Underground Bunker, the rage on the Black President's face did not diminish because of Amanda Waller's promise.
The reason he let this idiot go was because he really didn't have many capable black people under him. Amanda Waller was the best among the short, already considered a talent under him.
Even though he had a quarter black person bloodline, he had to admit that although the black person race had developed physical strength, in terms of intelligence, they were far inferior to people of East Asian descent and white person. But he knew deeply where his foundation lay, which was why after he took office, he placed black people everywhere, giving hope to the lower-class black people to gain votes.
On the other hand, he also wanted to cultivate some confidants who belonged exclusively to him, not to the political party behind him.
After much thought, he decided to use skin color as a link, wanting to establish an Underground Political Party that could still be remotely command and influence the Federal political scene even after he was no longer President.
However, these guys, one by one, were as stupid as pigs.
Take Amanda Waller, this waste, for example. When something happened, she didn't report it to him immediately, but actually tried to conceal it.
Disobedient waste!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Who is it?" The President said, still angry.
"Mr. President! The evacuation route has been arranged, please leave with us immediately!"
Hearing the familiar voice outside the door, the Black President picked up his jacket and opened the room door.
The White House Chief of Staff and several Secret Service bodyguards were waiting at the entrance.
Surrounded by a group of Secret Service bodyguards, the first Black President of the Federal Government began his emergency evacuation along the secret tunnel.
Compared to the Human Government's stress reaction to the Bloody Pillar of Light reaching the sky, some existences from other dimensions had a relatively calm reaction.
In front of the Bloody Pillar of Light reaching the sky, a thin-faced blonde woman floated in the air, her gaze full of exploration.
If not for the dozen or so angels silently guarding behind her back, no one would have guessed that this seemingly ordinary woman was the Archangel of Heaven, the Angel of Wisdom Gabriel.
In the past few hundred years, Gabriel had been handling Heaven's affairs in the mortal realm. This mysterious energy explosion also attracted this Archangel to this place.
For Gabriel, during these hundreds of years, she had also experienced many demons and evil gods attempting to break into the mortal realm to feast.
But she had never seen any demon or evil god dare to declare their arrival so openly and brazenly.
Even Lucifer, First of the Fallen, or even as powerful as Trigon, would not dare to make such a showy move. This light beam was like a torch in the dark night.
The gaze of countless dimensional beings were attracted.
And for some ancient mysterious beings, an unknown dimensional realm was no less tempting than the reality dimension.
Some ancient existences, even Gabriel feared them greatly, and these existences often sought powerful prey to hunt!
Gabriel's eyes shot out two holy flame white lights. She could clearly see several faint invisible shadows silently mixing into the Bloody Pillar of Light, disappearing into the void along with the Bloody Pillar of Light. Suddenly, Gabriel turned her head sharply and looked at the empty half-dimensional world beside her. Her body swayed, and a pair of pure white wings spread out behind her back. Circles of holy light rippled out from her wing light feathers.
"First of the Fallen! You dare to leave Hell!"
In the white light, from the previously empty the void, a figure walked towards Gabriel. This "person" had strange blue skin and hair like flames.
He looked at Gabriel and smiled strangely: "Long time no see, Gabriel! You seem to have lost a lot of weight. I heard in Hell that you seem to have been punished by your Lord!"
The man then sighed: "Poor Gabriel, powerful Gabriel, what did you get in return for your hard work for Heaven? I feel sad for you. Why don't you work for me? Compared to your Lord, I will treat you well!"
Gabriel looked at the First of the Fallen before her indifferently and said calmly:
"Hmm, First of the Fallen, it's a miracle that your true body can come out of Hell. But aren't you afraid that I will keep you here forever!"
Behind Gabriel, a dozen angels quietly surrounded him, their longbows aimed at the First of the Fallen.
Gabriel slowly clasped her hands in front of her chest. Circles of holy light like water ripples immediately rippled in her hands. There was no energy leakage, but that mass of pure white radiance gave off a great threat.
The First of the Fallen, however, looked disdainfully at the holy light Gabriel condensed: "Gabriel, do you think you can contend with me with just this strength? It would be almost possible if your Four Great Archangels came together!"
Saying that, the First of the Fallen waved his right hand. Gabriel's foot in the void couldn't help but stumble back a few steps, and behind her, the dozen or so angels were instantly sent flying far away like kites.
Gabriel felt the strength of the First of the Fallen, and her indifferent voice suddenly changed: "Impossible, how can you exert your full strength in the reality world? You, you—!"
The First of the Fallen gave a few cold laughs. He shook his head, no longer looking at Gabriel, but instead turned his gaze towards the Bloody Pillar of Light reaching the sky. He watched an old friend break through the bloody barrier and enter the light beam, a grin forming at the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "This Bloody Pillar of Light, has changed the environment nearby. Strictly speaking, this is no longer the mortal realm you know. Affected by this Bloody Pillar of Light, this place is now a half-dimensional world. Not only me, but those old acquaintances you know can also exert their full strength here!"
"Heh heh, heh heh, if I were you, I'd better leave here quickly now. You should know how many plans of old friends wanting to descend to the mortal realm you've ruined in these past few hundred years?
What do you think will happen to you if they see you?"
Hearing the First of the Fallen's words, Gabriel couldn't help but take a few steps back, her eyes involuntarily glancing around. The light feathers on her back were also instantly retracted inside the body.
"Why are you telling me this?" Gabriel looked at the First of the Fallen with doubt, not understanding his purpose.
As the First of the Fallen said, she had ruined many good deeds of demons in the mortal realm over the years, including the guy in front of her, and had disrupted his plans more than once.
She didn't think the First of the Fallen would be so well-intentioned to remind her.
"I heard you have a deal to make with Satan's Son. Have you considered changing your trading partner? I've always wanted to find an ally in the mortal realm!""
"Cooperation, I don't understand what you mean. Do you think we in Heaven can have any cooperation with you hell demons?"
Hearing the First of the Fallen's words, Gabriel was startled. She didn't know how the First of the Fallen knew such a secret matter. While secretly cursing that unreliable ally in her heart, Gabriel righteously refused the deal the First of the Fallen mentioned. Then, a holy light rose from behind her back, and she disappeared from the First of the Fallen's sight with her dozen angelic guards.
The First of the Fallen didn't care about Gabriel's departure. Watching the strange phantom enter the Bloody Pillar of Light one by one, the First of the Fallen made no action at all. Instead, he showed a ferocious smile, and two cruel cold lights shot out from his eyes. He muttered in a low voice: "Changing the attribute of a reality dimension, this kind of strength is not simple. A bunch of idiots, do you really think this is just an inexperienced newcomer? You can't even see such obvious luring. Since that's the case, I won't be polite and will take your territory!"
***
On the other side, in a corner of the hillside where the Justice League and Avengers were staying, a tiny, extremely small black light suddenly emerged from the void.
This black light moved rapidly in the air, and an inverted hexagram magic array immediately appeared on the ground.
In the center of the magic array, a man wearing a white suit and with a slick Pompadour that looked like a dog had licked it, walked out barefoot from the middle of the magic array.
This man was very tall, with a white person face, an aquiline nose, and eyes that shone like the morning star. In the depths of his pupils, the phantom of countless hellfire was faintly reflected.
After leaving the magic array, the man strode directly towards the place where the Justice League and Avengers were gathered. There were more than a dozen people from the Justice League and Avengers combined, but when the man walked up to them, not a single person could discover him.
The man stood quietly beside Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne, craning his neck, listening carefully to the two discussing how to deal with that unknown evil god.
The man looked at the blood-red light beam not far away, then looked at the two, seemingly weighing something. Soon, he pursed his lips and seemed to laugh extremely mockingly, laughing silently.
However, upon hearing Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne discussing parallel universe, the man's expression changed from initial indifference to surprised, then doubt, and finally, he even walked directly in front of Tony Stark and reached out to touch his body a few times.
His palm passed directly through Tony Stark's armor and physical body as if reaching into water, touching his soul.
The man's face showed a look of surprise. He sensed Tony Stark's extraordinary soul. A soul of this quality was a rare gem, even in Hell, which he had ruled for countless years.
Most importantly, he felt the strength of another space-time on this soul, outside of the fifty-two parallel universe.
(End of chapter)