Death Knell's Last-Ditch Gamble

"It's over!"

The U.S. President's eyes were lifeless, his expression blank, and his body limp like mud. In an instant, all the strength in his body was drained away, and he slumped in the chair without any demeanor of a president, unable to lift even a finger.

He stared blankly at the images transmitted by the Satellite Administration. In the darkness of space, a clear figure emerged amidst the flames and fireballs, instantly extinguishing his initial anticipation.

The Oval Office was deathly silent.

The air was thick with a suffocating stillness.

Several military generals turned deathly pale, and senior party members screamed in panic, "How is this possible! This is a nuclear bomb, how could any living being withstand it?"

"He withstood the attack and was unharmed."

"Without any... damage."

An elderly air force general spoke in a trembling voice, his entire body shaking as he breathed heavily and rapidly.

It's unbelievable that a creature could withstand a nuclear bomb with its own body.

This changed their concept of life.

Biological beings are even more powerful than nuclear bombs! At the same time, this means that no weapon on Earth is effective against Ba Miu Luo Di; he can now move freely and dominate the entire planet.

Just thinking about this made the generals and members of parliament present fall silent, their hearts filled with unease. A heavy, oppressive atmosphere rose in the office, like a mountain pressing down on their hearts.

The ineffectiveness of nuclear weapons is the last straw that breaks their hopes.

"What should the United States do?"

The U.S. President, his eyes glazed over, slumped in his chair like a rag doll, muttering to himself with a blank expression.

He could only imagine that the presidency he had fought so hard for would, in posterity and in history, make him the last U.S. President, a president condemned by the people as incompetent, the last president who ruined everything for United States, and a heinous criminal.

Thinking about all this completely shattered his heart.

Subconsciously, his face pale, his hands trembling, he pulled open the drawer. Inside was a custom-made Glock Pistol, made of plastic, with a beautiful texture like white jade. Some of the sharp edges had been smoothed by warm polishing. This was his favorite, and he often played with it.

In the past, he liked to take out this gun and play with it when he was alone at night, feeling its just-right solid weight and the cool, cold gun body gradually warmed by the warmth of his hands.

Now, with trembling hands, he picked up the Glock Pistol, pressed it against his chin, and put his finger on the trigger.

All of this stemmed from his own fear, panic, avoidance, and unwillingness to face the situation.

Sam Lane remained solemn and silent, his eyes fixed on the president's actions without a trace of emotion. Even several generals, still reeling from the shock of seeing Ba Di's figure appear after the nuclear explosion, watched as the president raised a pistol to his chin.

They were not surprised at all; on the contrary, they felt it was only natural. This kind of escape, death, was more realistic, avoiding a more tragic fate in the future, and avoiding the condemnation of the entire United States and the world for who knows how long, being remembered as the most heinous criminal in history, and the last president who caused the loss of the United States.

Just as the entire room fell silent, awaiting the president's suicide, Amanda Waller's expression changed. She stepped forward, came to the president's side, and swiftly reached under his chin, knocking the Glock Pistol to the side.

'Bang...'

The Glock Pistol made a faint gunshot, so faint that it went unheard even from two rooms away.

Wisps of smoke drifted from the muzzle as the bullet struck the ceiling, shattering one of the bright bulbs in the crystal chandelier. The fragments fell from the ceiling to the polished floor.

The chandelier swayed with a startled "squeak..."

"Your Excellency, we are not yet at the end of our rope," Amanda Waller said.

Amanda Waller's words snapped the president out of his daze. He shuddered and threw down his Glock Pistol. His pale hand turned red with a slight pain, bringing him back to his senses.

Just now, in a daze, he wanted to end his life.

A chill ran through him, goosebumps suddenly rose on his skin, and sweat broke out on his body, jolting him awake.

The immense pressure almost drove him to suicide.

"What other ways can we stop it?"

With a sense of relief after the initial panic, the president picked up a handkerchief from the table, wiped the sweat from his face, and hurriedly asked...

His gaze kept wandering among the generals, who looked at each other and shook their heads in silence.

The president's heart sank; the problem remained unresolved.

Amanda Waller calmly stated, "I contacted the superhumans in the National Alliance who know the most about Ba Miu Luo Di's Death Knell and proposed a desperate plan."

The president quickly replied, "No matter how desperate the gamble, we must carry it out."

In the current situation, no matter what the sacrifices, the entire United States is willing to try, and the president is giving his full support. As long as it can save United States, anything is possible.

Sam Lane's face remained silent, but a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

Amanda Waller picked up a laptop from the side, opened it, and connected to an encrypted conference call. There were already more than twenty superhumans and decision-makers from powerful nations on Earth. They had all joined in the past few days after seeing the crisis in their countries, and they were all planning to overthrow the future rule of Ba Miu Luo Di.

Those with foresight had already realized that Ba Miu Luo Di's rule was unshakeable and that Ba Miu Luo Di ambitions were obvious, which chilled them to the bone and made them eager to overthrow this future ruler and prevent the start of war.

"Won't this... be detected by Ba Miu Luo Di's Artificial Intelligence?"

A flicker of doubt crossed the president's mind; they knew that Ba Di was using Hera to monitor almost the entire globe.

On Earth, over 70% of satellites are already Ba Di's "eyes in the sky," monitoring the entire planet.

"No, Ba Miu Luo Di's Artificial Intelligence is not omnipotent. Our communications, after being disguised as data, will only be static when monitored by the Artificial Intelligence."

The Death Knell knell tolled from the laptop.

"What do you have to do with Ba Miu Luo Di?" the president asked again.

"I have been researching for ten years, ever since I landed on Earth, how to kill Ba Miu Luo Di. Sure enough, in the end, he was not only my enemy, but also the enemy of the whole world."

"The spectrum of radiation from the Red Sun can prevent him from absorbing sunlight to increase his power, but it's useless to him now. His Emperor Tower has enough solar energy to power him up."

"Furthermore, Kryptonite is his nemesis; it can weaken him to the level of an ordinary person, allowing us to kill him!"

"However, all the Kryptonite on Earth has been looted by him."

"I need manpower; I need the help of all the superhumans on Earth."

"Ba Miu Luo Di captured Princess Diana of the Amazon and killed the king of Ya Te Lan Di Si, which will inevitably provoke a counterattack from these two ancient powers."

"His millions of troops will be mobilized to wipe out these two forces, and the base will experience a rare period of vulnerability."

"While he was dealing with these two ancient powers."

"I need all the superhumans on Earth to obey my commands."

"Infiltrate the Emperor Tower, obtain the Kryptonite that counters him, and kill him!"