"We built fortresses near them and kept an eye on their every move."

"Mythical stories." Arthur nodded: "It's reasonable and convincing. But you just find them, you can't kill them."

"It's very simple to solve them." General Xin said, "It's just that it will cause a lot of environmental pollution at this stage."

Therefore, they gave up their nuclear explosion plan and secretly created an air weapon. That kind of weapon can completely destroy oxygen in water, with a small range and high damage.

I heard that there are shortcomings, but in the face of the overall situation, there is nothing to fear.

"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Arthur stopped.

"Although I don't want to admit it." The general answered: "It is indeed the case."

The trump card will never be revealed until the last moment.

Arthur: "Let me see the location of the behemoths you collected."

"Follow me." The general nodded and led Arthur into the command room: "Borgol Mountain, Munich, Mount Fuji, Sedona City, Cambodia, Wyoming..."

Addresses came out of the general's mouth one by one, and Arthur looked at the dozen or so images on the surveillance screen: "Only these?"

"I've only found these for now. What are you going to do with your strength?"

"I don't plan to do anything." Arthur's expression was calm: "As long as humans are still conducting nuclear experiments, the behemoths will never disappear."

Kill the behemoths in the surface world, as well as the underground world and outer space.

Countless.

"So, the best way to deal with the behemoth is to stop all nuclear experiments and destroy all nuclear weapons." Arthur said.

The general's face darkened: "This kind of thing will never be possible."

Arthur smiled noncommittally: "The difference is whether anyone is willing to implement it, don't you think so, Mr. General?"

The general was silent, thoughts racing in his mind.

"Nuclear is the only way for mankind to move forward." He said: "Maybe in the future we will find an energy source that is more effective and more convenient than nuclear energy, but now, it cannot be replaced. It is unique."

"The general is right." A man walked into the command room.

Arthur followed the sound.

"Long time no see, God Arthur." It was old Hank who left Skull Island: "Your speed is still as good as ever."

"Lieutenant Hank Marlowe, attached to the 45th Squadron." He saluted the general: "I came here to report to you."

The general nodded calmly, confused about this veteran.

Hank sighed and complained: "Not long after I got home, before I had a good communication with my family, they called me. To be honest, when I heard you left Skull Island, I was shocked

.”

"Skull Island..." The general's heart trembled.

"Who are they?" Arthur asked.

Hank was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had let slip: "They are the guys who rescued me and left together."

"Those guys, the Emperor's Organization?" Arthur secretly thought.

"What are you doing here, Lieutenant?" the general asked.

"I received an order." Hank said: "It was an order from the Imperial Organization. They asked me to keep God as much as possible. Keep him on American soil."

It may seem like Hank's move was stupid and brought everything to light, but it was actually a very smart move.

He completely passed the responsibility on himself.

The general saw his little thought and didn't reveal it. He turned to look at Arthur to see what he did if he knew about this matter.

Don't care, just throw your temper away and leave.

The latter is okay, you can see his character at a glance, the former...

Gugu~

A strange sound suddenly sounded. Hank scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "It's me, it's me. I'm sorry, I came in a hurry and didn't have time to have dinner."

"Is there a restaurant here?" He was very cheeky.

"Would you like something to eat?" The general looked at Arthur.

Arthur nodded, and was then taken to the base restaurant, where milk, bread, meat, and vegetables were all available.

Hank feasted happily, not caring about his image, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

There was a carton of milk and a sandwich on the plate in front of Arthur. He looked at Hank wolfing down the food opposite him without paying attention.

The general ate slowly and slowly. He said he was eating, but in fact, he was more observing the micro-expressions on Arthur's face: "Is the food delicious?"

Arthur took a sip of milk: "Is this how the army eats?"

"The government will not treat soldiers badly," the general said.

I rolled my eyes silently in my mind. What kind of government is the United States? I didn't count 13 in my mind: "How are you going to keep me? I'm very curious. Hank."

Hank's movements were sluggish, he took the milk on the side, wiped the food in his mouth carelessly: "How can I keep you? If you want to leave, it's not as easy as eating and drinking water."

"I don't plan to keep you here. Anyway, the mission failed and I have nothing to do." He grabbed the steak from the dinner plate, took a big bite, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed: "It's delicious, I haven't tasted it in decades.

Such delicious food.”

Hank's mouth was full of oil after eating, and the general had other plans: "I have a residence by the sea. If you want to stay, you can go there at any time."

With such enthusiasm, it would be unreasonable not to stay.

Watching Arthur get into the car and leave the base, the general turned around and entered the command room with a gloomy face.

"A kiloton nuclear weapon can't do much damage to the giant beast." The lesson from the last explosion of Godzilla is still vivid in my mind.

The general issued the order in an orderly manner: "Move the 10,000-ton nuclear weapon over there and leave the rest to me."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Move another 10-million-ton bomb and wait outside the explosion range."

"But, general." The technician was in a dilemma: "The use of nuclear weapons requires the consent of the president, national defense, and chief of general staff."

"I know, no need to trouble you to tell me." He rubbed his forehead, feeling an unprecedented sense of urgency.

…

"I will follow you for the rest of the time." Hank sat in the passenger seat and discussed with Arthur in the back seat: "Don't get me wrong, this is a death order they gave me, I can only accept it."

"I can stay in the garage and rest, I promise I won't disturb you."

Arthur was replaying the attack on the Court of Owls in his mind, and was not listening to him at all. His attention was not here at all.

Although Luther's investigation direction was a bit outrageous, he did find something.

This Court of Owls was far different from the one he remembered.

Maybe it's the lightning world, or maybe it's the butterfly effect caused by his little butterfly.

In short, this Court of Owls seems to have something to do with the magical world, and it has also held some kind of summoning ceremony in Arkham Asylum.

I don’t know exactly what it was that was summoned.

Headache.

"God Arthur?" Hank shouted softly: "We are here."

He opened the car door, got out of the car and opened the car door for Arthur like a servant, doing his duty with all his heart.

Arthur came back to his senses, stepped out of the car, and his eyes lit up.

The sea view room is large and beautiful.

It covers a wide area, the air is fresh, and the moonlight shines on the sea in the distance, making the waves sparkle and look really beautiful.


Chapter completed!