Loyalty

An uncontrollable power ran wild inside Jack's body. The mechanical prosthetic of his left eye instantly overloaded, radiating a brilliant red light!

"Zzz—"

A scorching beam of destruction suddenly shot out, piercing straight through Heipi's chest.

Heipi didn't even have time to let out a scream. He looked down at the large, smoking hole in his chest, his face full of bewilderment.

But he did not fall.

In the final moment as his life slipped away, his body was dominated by another will. He violently raised his foot and stomped down heavily.

"Boom!"

The earth cracked open!

A bottomless fissure spread out madly with him at the center, instantly swallowing him, the vainly struggling Burst Bear beside him, and the woman hidden in the pollen.

When the dust settled, only a hideous scar remained on the ground.

Was this infighting?!

No, this was simply the power of the Human Emperor Banner.

This was the absolute domination of the Human Emperor Banner, a one-man show directed by Lin Mo.

There was no need for eye contact like soul-stealing; just being swept by its radiant light was enough to fall under the control of the Human Emperor Banner.

Most importantly, after death, the souls of these people would turn into nourishment and be entirely absorbed into the banner.

Jack lay in a pool of blood, his whole body sparking with electricity. Bullets had torn his flesh, but they didn't kill him immediately.

Lin Mo's divine sense had already investigated clearly. This guy was a cyborg; most of his internal organs had been replaced by cold machinery, but his soul was still the master of this body.

"Lin Mo... what... what exactly are you?" Jack used the last ounce of his strength to squeeze these words out of his throat.

He couldn't understand why this seemingly ordinary young man possessed such unfathomable, god-like methods.

After all, according to the intelligence files, Lin Mo was only an A-class.

He had never seen such a powerful A-class esper.

Lin Mo walked slowly up to him, looking down from above, his eyes completely devoid of emotion.

He slowly raised his palm.

"I hold the Human Emperor Banner in my hand, so naturally, I am the Human Emperor!"

As his voice fell, his palm slapped down.

"Splat!"

A crisp sound echoed, like a watermelon being squeezed until it burst.

Jack's head, along with the complex mechanical structures inside, instantly turned into a puddle of mush.

The world was finally quiet.

Several still-warm corpses lay scattered about, the earlier clamor and killing intent now frozen in their wide, unblinking eyes.

Lin Mo looked at all this indifferently. With a flick of his wrist, the Human Emperor Banner in his palm fluttered in the wind.

An invisible suction force spread from the surface of the banner, pulling in those few newly departed souls before they could even let out a wail.

On the black satin surface of the Human Emperor Banner, a few agonized faces flashed past and quickly faded into the dark background, making the profound runes appear even deeper.

The banner trembled slightly, transmitting an unsatisfied craving to Lin Mo.

The more souls it had, the stronger the banner became.

But where to get these souls? He couldn't just go around the world slaughtering cities.

That was something for the planetary governor to think about.

Lin Mo's divine sense sank into the banner and directly locked onto the soul named Jack.

Under the refining power of the Human Emperor Banner, Jack's pitiful willpower was utterly vulnerable. All his memories and information were revealed to Lin Mo without reservation, like a receding tide.

"Heh, nine overseas military bases, isn't this a perfect source of souls?"

Lin Mo accurately found what he wanted from those chaotic memory fragments, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

These weren't bases; they were clearly nine massive all-you-can-eat soul buffets.

"The Americans are truly generous, bringing me a pillow just as I'm feeling sleepy." He weighed the Human Emperor Banner in his hand, in quite a good mood.

"Being able to enter my Human Emperor Banner to contribute to purifying the world can be considered a blessing you've cultivated in this life."

Just as he finished speaking, Lin Mo's heart suddenly stirred, and he looked up sharply.

His divine sense, like an invisible giant net, instantly covered the entire island and rapidly extended towards the sky above.

High in the sky, a B2 bomber with sleek lines, shaped like a bat, clearly entered his perception.

"These American agents are really ruthless even to their own people."

However, Lin Mo's divine sense was mostly focused on the other people on this island.

Those American soldiers, as well as a mercenary hired by the Luzon Nation who had fled early on.

An early-warning type ability, huh? Then I'll let you live.

Lin Mo had already seen that Nguyen Khang Dien, who had run madly down the mountain, had reached the shore.

The illusion array didn't have much effect on Jack, who had an anti-electromagnetic prosthetic eye.

It also had no effect on Nguyen Khang Dien.

Therefore, Nguyen Khang Dien had long since passed through the fog and arrived at the seaside at the foot of the mountain.

If the fog hadn't delayed the Fox Hunt Squad's actions, the Luzon Nation's fleet would probably have already been taken over by the Fox Hunt Squad by now.

But Lin Mo had more important things to do now.

He grabbed the Human Emperor Banner and gently waved it towards the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

Black energy surged on the banner's surface. The souls that had just been absorbed, including the slightly dim soul bodies of Huang Haoyang's parents, all howled out.

After being swayed by the Human Emperor Banner, these souls had long lost their living consciousness, leaving only the purest loyalty to the banner.

They transformed into formless phantoms, like a disturbed swarm of bees, carrying a bone-chilling wind as they pounced toward the aura of the living down the mountain.

To act as a tiger's minion meant turning into a ghost to lure people for the tiger to eat.

And now, the souls swayed by the Human Emperor Banner also knew they had to do their part for it, so they came out in full force.

Acting as a tiger's minion was exactly this.

It was just that the soul quality of non-espers was a bit inferior.

Up in the sky, the B2 bomber was constantly drawing closer.

"Ghost calling Command, we have arrived at the target airspace, awaiting further instructions."

"Ghost, please maintain silent cruise, Command is making final confirmations."

"Copy that."

Inside the cockpit, the two pilots looked as relaxed as if they were executing a routine flight training session.

"Hey, Joey, what kind of big shot do you think is down there that requires us to fly the 'Ghost' to deliver a package?" the co-pilot joked casually.

The pilot kept his eyes fixed on the instrument panel and said lightly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. We're only responsible for pushing the button."

"Alright, alright," the co-pilot shrugged, "but using a B22 tactical nuke to deal with a crappy island is really extravagant. I bet the cost of this warhead is enough to buy me a seaside villa."

After a dozen seconds of silence, a voice came through the encrypted communication channel again, its tone icy and devoid of any emotion.

"Command confirms, the target is in the center of the island! Authorized to drop the B22 tactical nuke."

"Ghost copies!"

"B22 tactical nuke ready for deployment, standing by!"

A flash of excitement crossed the pilot's eyes as his finger moved steadily toward the red button.

The final command came through the communicator, clear and deadly.

"Release the B22 tactical nuke!"