Chapter 421: the presidential villa

As Clark’s exotic car cruised at its maximum speed through the deserted highway, a lot of things went through his mind. Due to the lockdown in the country, he could only travel in his car as the airports were closed.

During the 24-hour duration that he was given to render help to nearby cities, he was able to meet up to 7 different cities.

Though he felt happy that his actions saved so many lives, he also felt sad as he encountered the deaths of thousands.

He already over-lamented about the casualties, so he didn’t pay much attention to it again. What was currently in his mind was the situation of the people close to him.

How was Leo? How was his wife? How was the kind old woman that he called his mom? These 3 were just a few of the many people in his mind.

He was not exactly good with relationships, but he cherished everyone that he had. Just the thought of losing any one of them was unacceptable to him.

At this moment, he could not help but think of the Calibri Intelligence Agency. From the message that they sent to him, he guessed that they already had a base inside Vatican City.

He didn’t think too much about them though. He knew that no matter what happened, nothing would happen to such an agency secretly sponsored by a billionaire of Mr. Calibri’s caliber.

After putting all these behind him, he finally set his sight to the Presidential Villa. What exactly was the situation there? Is the Mocan army gaining ground? His questions were numerous.

Despite his rank as a Lieutenant Colonel, he didn’t know much as apart from the summoning message, he didn’t get any other message from the higher-ups.

With a heavy heart filled with trepidation, he continued his speedy journey.

…

Immediately after Clark arrived in Northern Sparta, he felt the change.

Unlike in the other regions of the Spartan republic, the whole of this capital region now looked like a deserted ruin in space left by an alien civilization.

Nothing and nobody could be seen in sight, only gray color dominated.

All the civilians were already evacuated underground, but they had even more measures in place to protect them.

At this moment, a thick gray metallic covering already covered the whole of this region of the republic. This thick metallic covering was the first line of defense for the civilians, while the underground shelters were the second line of defense.

Not only was this metallic covering extremely thick, but it also had a lot of other defenses against the intrusion of scanning devices and a lot of other gadgets.

Despite the advanced tech of his exotic car, Clark could not see more than an inch into the metallic covering, showing how expensive it was.

He found it unbelievable, but these characteristics confirmed to him that this metallic covering spanning the whole capital region of the Spartan republic was made from exotic metal.

This realization was extremely shocking and mind-blowing, his small brain could not even comprehend the amount of money that the republic needed to get this project done.

As his car drove with extreme speed through the vacant gray road, he quickly came to another realization why this metallic covering was made.

Bzzz!

Even in his car, he felt the vibration in the earth shaking his exotic car, spreading through his body as what seemed like a thick bolt of lightning and thunder flashed hundreds of kilometers away.

He was nowhere close to the Presidential Villa yet, but he was already seeing such a sight. Imagining the effects in the center of the location where it happened left him shuddering in fear.

This was his first time seeing such a sight, but he did not cower, it only made him put more pressure on his accelerator to make his car move faster.

The closer he got to the Presidential Villa, the more detailed effects affected him. At this moment, his brain was already turning slightly numb from the shock.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He didn’t know what was causing the loud noise, but the extremely loud sounds like those of exploding dominoes reverberated across the closer he got.

Stil some distance away, he finally saw the silhouette of the Presidential Villa and the center of the ongoing battle that was causing so much commotion.

The booming sounds never stopped, the sounds like those of clapping thunders never stopped as his brain pricked him painfully like drums of war were being beaten in his head.

Gritting his teeth and focusing, he was able to see more.

The Presidential Villa that he was extremely familiar with already and knew its layout was no longer the way that he knew it, all that he saw was an enormous grey metallic dome.

Clearly, this was the defense mechanism protecting the Presidential Villa.

The thick dome made entirely of exotic metals stood as sturdily as an elephant, with its outwards shell as hard as that of a Primordial Tortoise.

Right now, attacks with force of epic proportions kept on hitting this defense structure, spreading fierce shockwaves and vibrations through the earth but it held still.

Above the dome-shaped defense structure was a world of red and orange.

In this world of red and orange hovered 7 enormous weapons of war, weapons of war that Clark recognized as warships, and they were the ones spreading the main destructive damage to the surroundings.

Below this 7 hovering warships was the battlefield, but Clark could not see much as the shockwaves of the battlefield obscured everything from his vision.

From the little that he could see, he only saw one word dominating- War!

He could not see the main battlefield but from his estimate, the scale of this battlefield already spanned across over 4 kilometers from the Presidential Villa.

Machine gunshots were the least adding to the noise of battle, gunshots that seemed like they were directly harvested from a mechanic kingdom dominated the battlefield on every side.

Boom!

A stray cannon shot hit the ground, sending his exotic car somersaulting in the air as he was not able to react in time due to his shock.

When his car finally landed, though it was not destroyed directly, it suffered significant damage. With much effort, he finally kicked his way out of the car, and he saw 3 Spartan soldiers standing before him.

“Report”. The leading soldier demanded in a loud voice.

With a solemn expression on his face, Clark brought his military badge. “Lieutenant Colonel Clark Pendragon”.

“Follow me”.