Chapter 660: Worldwide Earthquake!

Chapter 660: Worldwide Earthquake!

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As the holographic image of Centurion flickered before them, Aaron and Mateo exchanged a glance, frustration evident in their clenched fists. The realization that their target was not physically present only fueled their determination to track him down.

"He's hiding like a coward," Aaron muttered through gritted teeth, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of Centurion's whereabouts.

Mateo nodded in agreement, his jaw set in determination. "But where?"

Meanwhile, Peter couldn't resist a taunt as he locked eyes with the holographic projection. "Afraid to face me, Centurion?" He smirked. "Well, I'll give you at least a little credit for leaving a hologram. I thought you'd have run off with your tail between your legs by now"

"Oh, I have" Centurion's smirked back, unbothered as he met Peter's gaze. "After all, why risk my neck when I can have others do my dirty work for me?" he retorted smoothly, his tone dripping with arrogance.

Peter chuckled, undeterred by Centurion's cowardice. "Too scared to face the music, huh? Typical third rate villain behavior..."

While Peter and Centurion exchanged banter, Mateo took matters into his own hands, striding over to the wall where the hologram was being projected from. With the finesse of a seasoned tech expert, he tapped into the holographic projector, scanning for any trace of Centurion's hiding place.

Centurion's smirk widened as he observed Mateo's actions. "Impressive, but do you really think you can find me that easily?"

Peter shrugged nonchalantly, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "You never know until you try."

With a knowing smile, Centurion turned his attention back to Mateo, a sly gleam in his eyes. "Peter here seems to have a lot of faith in you, Mr. Morales."

Mateo's heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name, his mind racing with questions. "H-How do you know who I am?" he stammered, caught off guard by Centurion's revelation.

Centurion's smirk grew more pronounced as he leaned back, reveling in Mateo's reaction. "Oh, I've known about you for a while now," he replied cryptically, his tone dripping with malice.

Mateo's pulse quickened at the implication that his identity had long been exposed to their enemy. "Since when?" he demanded, his voice tinged with a mix of fear and defiance.

Centurion's laughter echoed through the room, sending a shiver down Mateo's spine. "Oh, much longer than you realize," he taunted, his eyes locking onto Mateo's with an intensity that sent a chill down his spine.

"How long have you been watching me?" Mateo's voice trembled with fury, his fists clenched tightly at his sides.

Centurion's smirk widened, relishing in Mateo's palpable rage. "Since before you were even born," he replied casually, his tone dripping with satisfaction.

As the tension hung thick in the air, Mateo's heart raced with a mix of anger and disbelief. He stared at Centurion, his mind reeling from the revelation that his enemy had known his identity all along.

"You didn't" Mateo muttered

"Oh, I did. I mean, did you really think your father, a police officer from New York, was qualified to investigate me, the President of the United States of America? No, which is why it took a couple moles suggesting his name to get him involved. And then well, I'm sure you know the rest of the story, right?"

Miles's fists clenched at his sides, his mind racing with a mix of anger and confusion. "You sick b*stard," he seethed, his voice trembling with barely contained rage.

Mateo's blood ran cold at Centurion's callous admission, his mind reeling from the sheer cruelty of it all. "You monster," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper as he struggled to comprehend the depths of Centurion's depravity.

Centurion's smirk widened into a cruel grin as he reveled in Mateo's anguish. "Thank you for the compliment~"

The realization hit Mateo like a freight train, his world crumbling around him as he grappled with the truth. Centurion had been pulling the strings all along, manipulating every aspect of his life with merciless precision.

"Were you planning to turn me into this all along?" Mateo's voice trembled with a mix of fear and fury as he confronted Centurion, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. "Was my entire life a lie?"

Centurion's laughter echoed through the room, sending a chill down Mateo's spine. "You finally figured it out, huh?" he taunted, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "Congratulations, Mr. Morales. Welcome to my grand design."

With those chilling words hanging in the air, Mateo's resolve hardened like steel as he stared down his nemesis, his determination burning brighter than ever before. "I'm going to kill you. I don't care how long it takes or how far I have to go to get it done." He stared straight at Centurions holographic form, his rage overflowing. "You will die"

Centurion chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with malevolent delight. "Oh, I look forward to it," he replied, his tone dripping with disdain. "But for now, let's just enjoy the show, shall we?"

With a final smirk, Centurion turned to Peter, "I wish you luck, Peter. You're going to need it" He warned as he vanished into thin air, leaving Mateo, Miles, and Aaron to grapple with the horrifying truth of his manipulation.

A tense silence descended upon the room, broken only by the smoldering rage, which Centurion instigated before his departure. But just as everyone began to slowly calm down, a deep rumbling reverberated through the ground beneath their feet.

Peter's eyes widened in alarm as he staggered slightly before immediately regaining his balance amidst the sudden tremors. "?"

"What's happening?" Aaron exclaimed, his voice tinged with concern.

Mateo's heart raced as he glanced around the room, his senses on high alert. "I don't know," he replied grimly, his gaze narrowing as he braced himself against the shifting ground.

Miles's expression mirrored Mateo's concern as he steadied himself against the wall, his mind racing with possibilities. "This doesn't feel like a natural earthquake," he remarked, his voice laced with unease.

Aaron's fists clenched tightly at his sides as he surveyed their surroundings, his eyes flashing with determination. "Whatever it is, it can't be good," he growled, his voice thick with apprehension.

As the tremors surged in intensity, causing objects to clatter and the walls to shudder, Peter shut his eyes, immersing himself in a heightened state of awareness that swiftly extended beyond the confines of the White House, reaching out to encompass the city, the states, the nation, and ultimately, the entirety of the planet.

With his eyes going wide in astonishment, Peter swiftly grasped the alarming truth. The entire planet was in the grip of an earthquake, which was steadily rising in intensity, leaving him puzzled as to what the cause could be.

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