A foreigner's journey

Living in a steel city made of steel and concrete, many people think that typhoons are just a minor disaster, and in the worst case, they can just stay home.

Park the car in a safe garage, close the doors and windows, no matter the storm is raging outside, this is humankind's confidence in the steel city.

But this is all based on the small scale of the typhoon.

Forty-two hours had passed since Heather's declaration of war, and even the most obtuse person began to notice that something was wrong.

Trees were swaying in the strong wind, branches were broken, gravel and soil on the streets had been swept away by the strong wind, and the wires between the telephone poles were swaying crazily in the strong wind, making strange noises.

Even the three-story closed windows were rattled by the strong wind, and almost no pedestrians could be seen on the streets, let alone wild cats and dogs.

In fact, even small cars will only end up being overturned in the face of this strong wind. The vast majority of people still driving on the road are heavy trucks and buses full of passengers.

Large numbers of Sahelta citizens rushed to flee to the neighboring Montgomery Federation and the Kingdom of Ando. They were all frightened by this strange and extremely ferocious storm.

If you break through the atmosphere and look down, you can see that the northern area of ​​the Ulubian continent has been shrouded in a huge white cyclone, completely covering the entire territory of the United States of Sahelta, but extremely accurately not affecting the territories of neighboring countries.

For 42 hours, the United States of Sahelta deployed almost all its available troops. The territory of the country, especially the capital Edfil, was turned upside down, but no clues related to the suspect were found.

Inside the presidential safe house, the expensive wool carpet was covered with glass fragments, wine stains and debris. President Hoffman was dancing around the room with an empty wine bottle in his hand, drunkenly yelling and cursing:

"I just can't find it, right! They're all useless trash! trash! Trash!"

"We have tried our best to find no one in the whole country? The surveillance system is out of power, right?"

"What a miracle! God, this is simply a miracle! A big living person disappeared in the air like a fart, and no one can find it?"

"Use 'Rose' to bomb all of Edfil! If that doesn't work, blow up XX City and Flash City too. I don't believe he won't come out!"

The angry yells were mixed with wine burps. At this moment, the most powerful man in the world was filled with fear and anger. Was the army also corrupted by the suspect? They all want to betray me... They all want me to die, right?

He rushed to his desk and pressed the phone button with trembling fingers. He wanted to let these betrayers know who was the most powerful person on the planet!

Suddenly, the lights on the roof and ceiling dimmed, and then returned to normal lighting.

"What...what's going on! Is the suspect coming? Protect me quickly!"

Ignoring the microphone in his hand, Hoffmann quickly hid under the desk with agility that did not suit his fat figure.

In the corner of the room, a tall and thin man leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest opened his eyes and said slowly in a slow voice: "Don't be so nervous, my President, the strong wind probably broke the wires." As a result, the power supply was temporarily lost. Look, isn't the power on again? This safe house is foolproof, don't worry, don't worry."

This person is one of the three highest-level telekinesis users in the United States of Sahelta, Santos Maoli. The S.S.A has an exceptional S-level rating and does not obey the direct command of any department or individual except for orders from the President.

Santos was wearing a dark red sports coat, his short black hair was slightly messy and greasy, his face had obvious wrinkles left by time, and he had a short beard on his chin. What is worth noting is his right hand. The entire surface of his right hand is covered with small squirming particles, as if there are countless worms hidden under the skin.

Hofsmann's fat head poked out from under the desk and said tremblingly: "Santos, my safety depends entirely on the three of you, don't let me down!"

Santos was about to speak to appease the legitimate president of the United States of Sahelta. Suddenly, he looked up at the ceiling, or rather at the sky above the ceiling.

Dark clouds stirred and rolled in the sky, forming a huge vortex with Ephidel as the center that could cover most of the Eurubian continent!

Almost all those with telekinesis abilities in the United States of Sahelta raised their heads and looked at the sky at the same time. They could feel an unparalleled and heavy sense of oppression from the sky. That was the power of telepathy.

There are 30 hours left, but the madman named ‘Heather’ doesn’t plan to wait any longer, he’s going to take action!

The wind force instantly increased by several levels, and the wind was raging! Smaller trees were uprooted, wires were all torn off, sparks exploded in the air, telephone poles tilted one after another, and the sound of broken window glass kept coming.

Almost at the same time, a violent super storm swept across the entire United States of Sahelta, with torrential rain and rolling thunder in the sky.

"How could...how could there be such a level of [Nian]..."

Santos' face turned pale. Even this impregnable safe house could not bring him even a little bit of security. He seemed to have returned to the frail appearance he had before he learned how to read, and there was deep malice in the sky... No, it couldn't be called malice, but [God's] punishment for disobedient mortals. God’s grace is like the sea, and God’s power is like prison!

Hoffman was wearing a scarf around his neck. At this time, a gap opened on the surface of the scarf, and an evil eyeball came out of it, turned back and forth several times, and finally stared in the direction above the ceiling.

This is the telepathy device [Three-Eyed Demon Scarf] once held by Roda Jindom. It is a practical telepathy device that can be used by a few ordinary people and can detect the flow and scale of telepathy. After Rhoda Kingdom was executed, the telepathy device naturally belonged to President Hoffman.

Through the perspective of the 'three-eyed demon', Hoffman only felt that everything in the sky was the existence of [thoughts]. Every time the strong wind blows, every drop of rain, and behind every dark cloud, there are thoughts of terror without mercy.

No way to escape, no place to hide!

"Why advance! This despicable villain who keeps his word!!" Hoffman yelled in panic: "It's not that only Hasting and I leave Alfidel will...will...wait Yes, where are the Hastings?”

The great President then realized that he had not seen his loyal Secretary of Defense for a long time.

Santos immediately rushed out of the room and returned to the safe house with an ugly expression within half a minute: "She ran away. It was Yodel who covered her escape! These two bastards!"

Yodel is one of the three S-class telekinesis users in the United States of Sahelta, and is as famous as Santos. One of his telekinesis abilities [Dollhouse Store Manager] can use telekinesis to create exquisite dolls that are fake and real and can move autonomously. Even if you use 'condensation' to observe them, you can't see any flaws.

He used his telekinesis to create disguised dolls of himself and Defense Minister Hasting, and used his second ability [toy exchange] to exchange himself and Hasting with dolls hundreds of kilometers away. He ran away from Alfidel, who was at the center of the storm.

Santos also directly attacked Hasting and Yoder's puppets before he realized something was wrong, but it was too late. Anyone could guess that Hasting must have fled the United States of Sahelta in a hurry.

Now, the agreement has been unilaterally torn up, and the storm of destruction is coming!