The End of the World: Chaos

"But the situation suddenly changed, and the power of the Red Skull has suppressed me." The second generation Baron Zemo was panicked, his voice was stern, and his words were like thunder. "Why are you like this? Are you really willing to destroy our future with your own hands? If this goes on, both sides will suffer losses. Even if you win, the losses will be heavy, and it may be difficult to make other plans. The other eight-faced Buddha forces are all powerful, how can we underestimate them!"

The Red Skull looked calm and said slowly: "I know this, but I chose you as my target because your power is relatively weak. It will be easier to take you down!"

"So, I should blame myself for my weakness?" The second generation Baron Zemo pondered, sneering in his heart, but a glimmer of hope remained on his face.

The Red Skull smiled coldly, his voice as sharp as a blade: "As for the loss, it doesn't matter at all. It is just a screening. There are too many untouchables in the Eight-Faced Buddha now, removing some of them may not be a waste of money!"

"This is just some?" The second generation of Baron Zemo secretly hated in his heart, his heart was boiling, but he was unable to argue. At this time, the guards beside the Red Skull were all excited, their eyes were blazing, and their breathing was like thunder, as if they were eager for a frenzied bloody battle.

The Red Skull's eyes were as bright as torches, and his heroic spirit soared to the sky: "Did you hear me? We will do our best to wipe out the Eight-Faced Buddha and restore order. The whole world will be included in the domain of my Eight-Faced Buddha!"

The guards shouted in unison: "Yes, noble lord! For the great ideal, we will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"How could you be so..." The second generation Baron Zemo had to grit his teeth in hatred, feeling resentful in his heart that these people were so easily provoked, as if they were following an empty dream.

"Red Skull!" He said in a thunderous voice, suppressing the anger in his heart, "This is not a good idea! You are only interested in your own power, killing your own kind. This will not benefit the future of the Eight-Faced Buddha, but will accelerate our demise!"

The Red Skull smiled slightly, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, "Zemo, although I respect you as the leader of the crowd, if you face the real enemy, such a weak force will only make you die in vain. Only with blood and battle can we reshuffle and reorganize, and make the traitors and disloyal people pay the price!"

"Then, is it a good idea to use killing as a remedy?" The baron sneered, secretly worried in his heart, "Rule by terror is a long-term strategy and will never achieve our common ideal!"

"You are in trouble and good times are coming. Do you need to know what others mean?" The Red Skull suddenly smiled coldly, "I am not here to listen to your doctrine, but to cut off all obstacles!"

The Baron's heart was in turmoil. Although his words were as sharp as a knife, the fear and uneasiness in his heart surged like a flood. The Red Skull's determination was as strong as iron, and for a moment he had no way to refute it.

"Then let me ask you again, are you really unwilling to consider the path of peace? Why not unite or form a temporary alliance to achieve a win-win situation?" The baron's tone softened, as if there was room for maneuver.

"You are just making a hard compromise to dispel the fear in your heart." The Red Skull was merciless. "Zemore, you know that the Eight-Faced Buddha has long been rotten. Only by destroying and rebuilding can new hope be born. This is what I do!"

The guards were full of enthusiasm and echoed each other. The passionate emotions were like a raging fire, which made Red Skull feel extremely satisfied.

"You can see, Zemo, I have followers who are willing to die for their ideals!" He was full of confidence, "This is the real power! And you, you actually want to compromise with me, isn't that just a foolish dream?"

"Your pursuit of victory is completely unreasonable!" The baron was furious. Although he appeared calm on the surface, a storm was raging in his heart.

The Red Skull showed no fear and sneered, "You are unwilling to see the cruelty of the world! I will not stop. Your fear is useless and will eventually be swallowed up by my plan."

The feeling of oppression in the air became heavier, and a feeling of powerlessness welled up in the Baron's heart. The Red Skull in front of him was like an insurmountable mountain, filling his heart with despair.

"If you do nothing, you will surely wait for death, Zemo!" The Red Skull approached step by step, with a gleam in his eyes. "I will bring you true destruction and reconstruction, and you should be thankful for it!"

"Do you really think I will surrender? I will definitely stand against you!" The baron was furious, and his oath in his heart was as hard as iron.

"Then give it a try!" The Red Skull raised his lips slightly, as if he didn't care about the Baron's anger at all. "No matter how you respond, the result will not change at all!"

At this moment, the surrounding guards were already beating drums, rekindling their old passion and shaking the entire space. Baron Zemo II knew that it was difficult to stop the upcoming bloody conflict, his eyes flickered and his heart was in turmoil.

"The result of your desire will not allow everyone to survive. This is the choice you made." The baron muttered in a low voice, seeming helpless about the conflict that was about to break out.