On the New Continent, the enormous Scientific Research Station stood on black earth. The futuristic complex looked like a spaceship that had landed and shut down.
But the Scientific Research Station was nowhere near as lively as usual. It was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, so quiet it was almost frightening.
"We're nearly there." Cornelius watched the station draw closer, his expression grave. "According to our intelligence, the Scientific Research Station has fallen completely. The Evil God's Corruption has turned everyone inside into a Devoted Believer. More than six thousand people were working there when it happened."
"In other words, we're about to face over six thousand Evil God worshippers and an immensely powerful Outer God from the Cthulhu Mythos."
The warship fell silent.
"...But video analysis suggests that, apart from corrupting people and turning them into worshippers like themselves, those six thousand or so haven't displayed any unusual abilities."
"Of course, it's possible they have abilities they simply haven't revealed."
As soon as he finished, Sacagawea asked, "Why not just blow up the Scientific Research Station?"
Blow up the station, then blanket the area with missiles. Evil God worshippers or not, they would all be dead.
As an Indian, he had plenty of faith in modern weaponry.
"Uh, the various countries invested resources worth hundreds of billions of U.S. Dollars to build this station. In fact, one reason they chose to drive the Evil God from the New Continent was the hope that protecting those investments would help their stock markets recover..."
Cornelius grew a little embarrassed as he spoke. It was hard not to feel awkward about world leaders making this operation more difficult just to boost their stock markets.
He looked at the station drawing closer and quickly changed the subject. "We're here."
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