Editing Apocalypse Witch:Volume5 Chapter3 (section)

===Part 2===

One fell on a weapons factory in India hidden from satellites by disguising it as a rundown city.

The fireball shined bright while it rapidly rotated like a curveball.

It launched countless laser beams in all directions, like a planetarium’s star projector.

Straight lines of green light streaked out.

And it was rotating.

The deadly storm sliced through what had looked like a fake city built for a movie. The production zone had been built underground to protect it from an exchange of ballistic missiles in an all-out war and there was a nuclear shelter for the leaders built even deeper, but neither was spared. The ground itself was sliced apart. Orange lava erupted out like the earth was hemorrhaging blood from a wound.

The attack was merciless.

The weapons production base was wiped off the face of the earth before the fireball even collided with the ground.



Another fell on a giant artificial float factory found 50km off the coast from Aichi, Japan’s general port for the Chubu region. It claimed to manufacture defensive weapons and intentionally avoided the word “military”, but the Threat must not have cared.

The downpour of laser beams sliced through it all and the giant black mass crashed into the center.

The mass partially submerged itself to sink the entire float, but then the mass broke apart and made its next move. The outer units had been distorted by the heat and impact, but those deeper inside tore away the usable parts and made them their own. They had never expected a safe landing, so emerging from a mountain of their own kind’s corpses was part of the plan.

Yes.

The mass was formed from thousands or tens of thousands of Threats.



The Smart Arms weapons manufacturing plant in North America’s Silicon Valley was no exception.

Susannia Evans of the Problem Solvers had once used the place to look after her cyborg body and Anastasia Blast had ultimately used it as her secret base.

But it only took an instant to destroy.



“…”

Chrisbart Firenze sighed softly as the many reports came in.

The Threat had made their move.

It might look like an indiscriminate attack all across the world, but anyone privy to certain special information would recognize what was happening here. The Threat had excellent aim as they bombed more and more of the human string pullers’ hideouts that had deceived everyone until now.

Or maybe the humans had only thought the deception held. This result suggested it never had fooled the Threat.

Which led to one inevitable conclusion.

(Here too.)

The operators were practically screaming as they gave their reports. Some were ignoring their orders and attempting to run away, but if they did not listen when ordered to stop, they would be shot by security. Or maybe they wanted to be killed by human hands.

The old man in a lab coat looked upwards.

He could only see the sterile ceiling lined with artificial lights.

But he stared into the distance like he could see right through it.

“Perhaps these are our just deserts.”

A moment later, the base of the space elevator was vaporized the carbon nanotube wires lined up like violin strings all snapped.