strictlysupreme Chapter 725: Deaths
Chapter 725: Deaths
Coco crossed her arms and snorted.
"That Ivy monster definitely has more abilities than we know about. Otherwise, how could she survive something like a bomb detonation?"
Hearing those words, Tammy frowned.
"According to the clues Ariana left behind, it appears that woman possesses a temporal storage."
The instant those words were spoken, everyone’s attention shifted toward Tammy.
Tammy’s voice turned grim.
"If that’s true, then our situation has become far more complicated."
Meanwhile, Coco slowly nodded.
"I finally understand how she keeps escaping us over and over again. It must be because of that temporal storage."
She leaned forward.
"But what kind of temporal storage does she have?"
Temporal storage was not completely unheard of in their world.
However, it was exceptionally rare.
It was not something that ordinary people could obtain.
In fact, only royalty typically had access to such treasures, and even among them, the number of temporal storage spaces was extremely limited.
Still, everyone present understood the concept.
If humans on Earth were familiar with spatial storage, then superior beings were familiar with temporal storage.
Among thousands upon thousands of people, perhaps only a single individual would ever awaken one.
Before Coco could continue, Nanami let out a dismissive snort.
"You’re being overly wishful."
Coco frowned immediately. "What do you mean by that?"
Nanami leaned back in his chair. "Isn’t it obvious?"
He glanced around the room before continuing.
"Even without a temporal storage, she still could have ruined our plans."
The moment those words were spoken, nobody immediately argued.
After all, Nanami was not someone who exaggerated without reason.
There was a very real possibility that he was correct.
Taking a deep breath, he looked toward Coco.
"Just because your theory sounds convenient doesn’t make it true. There is no need to present your assumptions as facts when they might simply be wishful thinking."
Hearing that, Coco’s expression darkened.
"Why do you keep holding Ivy in such high regard?"
Her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"If I didn’t know any better, I would think you were having an affair with her."
The room fell silent.
Several people exchanged awkward glances.
Nanami simply chuckled. "There isn’t any affair."
Coco smirked. "Then what? Do you have a soft spot for her?"
To everyone’s surprise, Nanami nodded without hesitation.
"Of course I have a soft spot for talented people."
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"Talented people usually know when to speak and when to stay quiet."
His gaze shifted toward Coco.
"Unlike certain individuals who speak as though they left their brains behind."
Coco’s face flushed red with fury.
She slammed her hand against the table with enough force to make the surface tremble.
"Nanami, behave yourself!"
Before Nanami could respond, Tammy suddenly stood up. "Shut up."
The overwhelming pressure behind those two words immediately silenced everyone.
Coco’s mouth opened slightly.
"Sit down."
Nanami’s voice carried an unquestionable authority.
The moment those words left his mouth, Coco’s expression stiffened.
Her fingers curled tightly into her palms, and although humiliation flashed across her face, she had no choice but to obey.
Slowly, she sat back down.
Nobody found her reaction strange.
After all, it was because of the bloodline. In their world, bloodline was everything.
It was not merely a symbol of status or prestige. It was a force deeply rooted within their existence.
Those with superior bloodlines possessed an innate authority that others could not easily resist.
When an individual of a higher bloodline issued an order, those beneath them felt an overwhelming pressure to comply.
That was why bloodline holders ruled entire civilizations.
That was why nobody dared challenge them lightly.
Only after confirming that everyone had finally calmed down did Tammy take a deep breath.
"Since we can’t handle that base, we’ll simply move on to the next phase."
The moment those words were spoken, everyone immediately understood her meaning.
Several people nodded.
Not a single objection was raised.
After all, the bombs had never been limited to Ivy’s base alone.
Explosives had been planted throughout the entire country.
The following day, explosions erupted everywhere.
Chaos had officially begun. Humanity stood on the verge of collapse.
Many people no longer understood what was happening.
One disaster after another had descended upon them.
First came the zombie apocalypse. Then came the natural disasters.
And now, just when everyone thought they could finally breathe, bomb detonations were tearing through the country.
Some people completely broke down.
A few knelt on the streets while tears streamed down their faces.
"Do the gods truly hate us this much?"
Others buried their faces in their hands and sobbed uncontrollably.
Some of the weaker-minded individuals even chose to end their own lives.
In their eyes, every struggle had become meaningless.
If endless disasters continued appearing no matter what they did, then what was the point of continuing forward?
Despair spread like a contagious disease.
Meanwhile, Ivy watched the news reports from her room.
The television continuously displayed footage of explosions, burning highways, collapsed buildings, and injured civilians being rushed into emergency vehicles.
The sight filled her with rage.
Her fists clenched beneath the blanket.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t move. At that moment, she was lying in bed.
Suppressing the chain of detonations throughout the city had drained nearly all of her energy.
Although her body was recovering, the process was painfully slow.
It felt as though every damaged cell was rebuilding itself one fragment at a time.
Beside her bed, Silas stared at the television screen.
Honestly, he wished he could personally confront those superior beings.
Were they truly so pathetic?
Did they really need to rely on such cowardly tricks?
Because of them, Ivy was suffering. Because of them, innocent people were suffering.
Walking over to her bedside, Silas spoke softly.
"Don’t worry. I’ve already sent people to investigate."
Ivy gave a faint nod.
Her gaze remained fixed on the television.
After several moments, she spoke in a grim voice.
"This is exactly why I never wanted those superior beings to remain alive."
Long ago, she had already anticipated this possibility.
She was never worried about humanity itself.
What truly concerned her was humanity’s limited population.