Chapter 267 He Really Made an Appearance

267 He Really Made an Appearance

Richard landed next to Graves and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Richard asked concernedly. "I'm fine, sir. You made it just in time. I thought you weren't going to come," Graves replied, chuckling. "Thanks to this suit, I was able to get back to you in time," Richard said, and his tone turned serious. "Anyways, it seems that we are now facing a formidable enemy here." Richard's gaze flickered to the prominent individual, the one they have been hunting ever since, the progenitor, Lin Feng.

"This is Eagle, you are cleared hot to drop your payloads on the enemy position, sending you the coordinates," Richard radioed the F-35s flying overhead.

"Copy, Eagle. Coordinates received. Engaging now," came the crackled response from the F-35 pilots above.

Graves, standing beside Richard, watched intently as the F-35 jets maneuvered into position. The sky filled with the roar of engines, and within moments, a series of precision-guided munitions rained down on Lin Feng's location.

The impact was immediate and devastating. Fire and smoke erupted, engulfing the area where Lin Feng had been. The ground shook under the force of the explosions, sending shockwaves rippling through the surrounding area.

But Graves and Richard knew better than to assume this would be enough. They kept his focus on the billowing smoke, waiting for any sign of movement.

"You speak as if you understand my intentions," Lin Feng retorted, his voice now edged with irritation. "You see only the surface. My vision goes beyond the petty desires you describe. I seek a world of order, where chaos and conflict are things of the past."

"Yeah yeah...chaos, conflict, order. No, you are fighting your own insecurities. No wonder there is no man in your lineup because they pose a threat to your ego. You only surround yourself with those who can't challenge you, those who can't see through your charade," Richard continued, his voice laced with contempt.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, a flicker of annoyance evident. "You think you know me? Do you think you can psychoanalyze me with your shallow understanding? My vision is beyond what your simplistic mind can comprehend."

"Vision or delusion, Lin Feng? You're using your power to play god, bending people to your will, eliminating anyone who dares to oppose you. Is that your idea of a perfect world?" Richard pressed on, trying to unravel Lin Feng's composure further.

"Enough!" Lin Feng snapped, his patience wearing thin. "You are mere pawns in a larger game, unable to see the grand design. I am reshaping this world for the greater good, something you could never understand."

"Greater good, or just your own twisted fantasy? You're not saving the world, Lin Feng. You're just another tyrant, intoxicated with power," Richard retorted, undeterred by Lin Feng's rising anger.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, regaining some of his composure. "Your accusations mean nothing to me. I am beyond your judgment. Soon, you will see the world as I do, and you will understand."

Richard shook his head, "I will never understand, nor will I ever stand by and watch you destroy what's left of humanity. We will stop you, Lin Feng, no matter what it takes."

"I guess I have no choice but to kill you," Lin Feng hissed. "Same here," Richard replied, readying himself for the confrontation. He hoped that he had the strength to take him down.