I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [47]

Five kilometers from the Saint-Orte estate, Accelerator came to a halt in midair.

A sharp sense of danger pricked at his instincts.

He paused, his red eyes narrowing as he scrutinized the distant estate. After a moment’s thought, he began to manipulate the turbulent winds around him.

Within a single breath, a radiant bluish-white halo materialized above his head, glowing with an ethereal fluorescence.

His black-and-white wings pulsed in rhythm with the halo, their motion exuding an air of unearthly power.

With a calm, almost casual gesture, Accelerator raised a finger toward the estate.

A concentrated beam of plasma coalesced at his fingertip, crackling with energy before launching forward in a streak of destruction.

WHOOSH—!

In an instant, the estate was pierced clean through, as if a massive hole had always existed in its structure.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

One after another, beams of plasma tore through the estate like a scythe, erasing every trace of the buildings on the surface.

But then, something unexpected happened.

A trigger mechanism activated, unleashing a force far beyond anything Accelerator had anticipated.

A roaring explosion erupted from the estate’s remains—fire, ash, and shockwaves rippling outward with devastating intensity.

The blast radiated with a searing heat, accompanied by an insidious energy that seemed designed to harm on a molecular level.

From within the safety of his reflection barrier, Accelerator watched the devastation unfold, his expression grim.

“Was that… a nuclear bomb?”

For the first time, he felt a flicker of surprise.

He was certain that the Saint-Orte family’s direct descendants had been inside the fortified estate.

They really blew themselves up?

The explosion might not have been enough to kill him, but it had certainly wiped out every member of the Saint-Orte lineage caught within the blast radius.

“Tch. How theatrical,” Accelerator muttered, licking his lips in disdain. He dismissed the thought of the self-destructive fools and turned his attention to his next targets.

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Accelerator redirected his course toward the headquarters of the second and first seats of the American Committee.

Unlike the other families, these two were based in a skyscraper in the bustling heart of New York City.

However, the once-thriving metropolis had descended into chaos. Rioting, looting, arson, and clashes had turned the city into a scene straight out of an apocalyptic nightmare.

The two families, in an effort to preserve order, had cleared the area around their skyscraper of civilians and rioters. Now, the district stood eerily empty, save for the families’ private guards.

With only one target remaining, Accelerator slowed his pace, leisurely flying at Mach 2 while broadcasting his journey via livestream.

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As he soared, Accelerator continued to show the world the ruins he had left behind. His livestream had covered the destruction of over a dozen American Committee families.

The footage had poured fuel onto an already raging fire, accelerating the global breakdown of social order.

Now, as he flew over the burning city, watching the chaos below, a rare moment of hesitation crossed his mind.

Is this really the right thing to do? he wondered, questioning Zhongli’s plan.

He shook his head, brushing the thought aside. I’ve already committed. Might as well see this through.

With that resolve, the white-haired boy, wreathed in black-and-white wings and crowned with a glowing halo, descended slowly onto the rooftop of the Osborne family’s skyscraper.

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Waiting for him atop the rooftop were Osborne XIII and his wife, Laisa VII.

Osborne stood with his usual calm demeanor, while Laisa wore an archaic habit reminiscent of a nun’s attire.

As Accelerator landed, Laisa clasped her hands together in fervent prayer. Her eyes lit with zeal as she began to recite:

"I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and His train filled the temple. Above Him stood the seraphim, each with six wings: with two, they covered their faces; with two, they covered their feet; and with two, they flew."

Her intense expression unnerved Accelerator, causing him to frown.

Choosing to ignore her, he turned his attention to Osborne XIII, whose face bore the same soft smile as always.

“Dear Accelerator,” Osborne greeted warmly, “I’ve come to discuss a proposition.”

“A proposition?” Accelerator asked, his tone sharp and skeptical. He cocked his head, his posture loose but his gaze piercing.

“If it weren’t for the fact that neither you nor the second-seat family ever participated in those disgusting experiments, I wouldn’t have given you the time of day. And now you’re here to negotiate with me?”

“What makes you think you’re in a position to bargain?”

Unfazed, Osborne maintained his gentle expression. “Accelerator, on your way here, you must have seen the state of New York City.”

“The angry mob is destroying everything they can get their hands on. The police are powerless, and countless lives have been lost to the chaos.”

“I can assure you, this isn’t limited to New York. Half the world’s nations are now experiencing similar unrest.”

“To be frank, the scale of this upheaval has exceeded even my worst predictions. In just half a day, the death toll from the riots has already surpassed the number of superhuman deaths in the past three years.”

“I always knew the Committee would have to pay for its sins, but I never imagined the consequences would be this vast, this bitter.”

Hearing this, Accelerator’s frown deepened.

Beside Osborne, Laisa VII closed her eyes and resumed her scripture:

"Even as Sodom and Gomorrah, and the surrounding cities, indulged in fornication and went after strange flesh…"
"Her daughters, proud and overfed, had abundance of idleness, yet she did not strengthen the hand of the poor and needy."

Her fervent tone grated on Accelerator, who spat on the ground in frustration.

“Cut the cryptic crap and get to the point. I’m not in the mood for games,” he growled.

Osborne inclined his head. “I want to help you.”

“To help me?”

“Yes. As I mentioned on the phone, I can assist you in restoring order to this world. Together, we can create a society where superhumans and ordinary people coexist in harmony.”

“Though it won’t be perfect, we can strive toward a better world together.”

“My family, along with Laisa’s, has the resources and influence to make this happen. Moreover, we are willing to serve you as our leader and reshape the world according to your vision.”

“You would bring a new era, a new order.”

At these words, Osborne and Laisa both knelt before Accelerator, bowing their heads as if in reverence to a deity.

Laisa clasped her hands tightly, her posture one of devout prayer. “You will bring forth a new order, a new world.”

Accelerator stared at the two in utter bewilderment.

“What the hell is wrong with you two?”

“It’s not madness,” Osborne replied calmly, his gaze steady even as he knelt. “It’s prophecy.”

“Both Laisa and I possess prophetic abilities. She foresaw the arrival of a divine figure—a dragon crowned with seven heads descending upon the world. I saw a black-and-white angel passing judgment on sinners and resurrecting the righteous.”

“And in the perfect world that followed, Laisa and I lived in peace and happiness.”

“Huh?!” Accelerator blinked, utterly dumbfounded.

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