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Chapter 601  Trouble From The Shadows

Time dwindled by in a blink of an eye, with turbulence suddenly erupting within a specific country that made all eyes around the world turn.

Eh? What's going on?

How come there's so much trouble in Vardos all of a sudden? In just a month, the entire Vardos seemed to covered in a gloomy haze, as though it was already a no-man's land.

What could have happened? What could have happened to cause such a change in just under a month? Investing as they did, everything seemed to fall at a dead end, as though an invisible string was pulling on the matter from the shadows.

Several heads turned their attention to Vardos, fearing that whatever it was would one day spread its wings to their own countries and territories. And now, seated before the Television within an elegant audience room, several people stood in silence, as they kept switching channels after listening to a little of what various news reporters said. …

"Good evening, Vardos! This is L. L Alyson with a breaking report on the VCC evening news. War has erupted in Vardos, and while the politicians are busy pointing fingers, we're here to bring you the facts. Stay tuned as we cut through the propaganda and get to the heart of the matter!"

Next channel.

"Folks, it's chaos out there, and let me tell you who's responsible—those bureaucrats who couldn't negotiate their way out of a paper bag! Instead of talking peace, they're rattling sabers. What do they expect? A round of applause? This is Charles Humburg, and I'm holding them accountable!"

Next–

"We have our correspondent live from the front lines. It's a war zone, people, and while the bigwigs sit in their ivory towers, it's the everyday heroes—our soldiers—who are paying the price. Remember their faces, because they're the real story here."

"War isn't just fought with guns and tanks, folks. It's about dollars and cents. The stock market is plummeting, and who suffers? The average Joe! Meanwhile, the fat cats are getting fatter. This is Fang Chong, and I'm calling it like it is!"

"Let's not forget the human cost of this conflict. Families are being torn apart, lives shattered. Where's the outrage? Where's the humanity? This isn't just news; it's a tragedy unfolding before our eyes. This is Gregory Winston, and it's a damn shame I'm sharing citizenship with those monkeys who call themselves bureaucrats!!"

"Some networks are treating this like a blockbuster movie, complete with dramatic music and flashy graphics. But here at TheDailyBugle.net, we're committed to the truth. No spin, no fluff—just hard-hitting journalism. That's my promise to you."

"Enough is enough! It's time for cooler heads to prevail. I'm calling on world leaders to put aside their egos and come to the table. War is not the answer, and it's high time someone said it. Consider it said!"

"Can you believe it? That bastard gets to be president. Why did I even vote for him in the first place? Screw his balls! So what if you're interviewing me now, news lady? I call it as it is. I put it out there that if I ever see that bastard eyeball to eyeball, I'll definitely kill him myself! Since he became president, gas prices have grown higher, and the cost of hooking up with a beauty has also skyrocketed. I don't know how, But I'm sure it's his fault!"

"Everyone, let's destroy the hospitals! Yes, yes! The hospital's move under the guise of giving us treatment to inject microchips into every new born baby. It's true! Even in the 1920s, I'm sure they were also injecting microchips into us! Destroy! Destroy the hospitals!"

"Everyone, what's at stake here isn't just territory or resources—it's our future. The next generation deserves better than a world ravaged by war. It's time to think long-term and make decisions that will lead to lasting peace."

"This is J. Jonah Jameson signing off, but remember, the story doesn't end here. We'll continue to bring you the latest updates, and we won't rest until the truth is known. Stay vigilant, stay informed, and stay safe." …

These scenes captured by various stations made many around the world flabbergasted.

Was it just them, or did the IQ of Vardos plummet the more the war progressed?

It was almost as though all pent up frustrations of many were unleashed, as they no longer felt that the consequences for their actions were that heavy.

How to say it? It was as though they snapped.

Several gangs formed overnight, and in several factories, workers started holding their bosses hostages, demanding ransom money before release. A man who discovered that his wife was cheating on him, now tied her up and broadcasted his killings without repercussion. He even decided to kill his own step daughter whom he felt had long been a burden to him too.

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Several people frowned deeply, especially those from Vardos gathered within the space. They were now in the audience hall within the Tian estate. And seeing their beloved Vardos turn to this, only made their blood boil with fury and panic for the future.

"Grandmaster, there's definitely nothing natural about this matter."

"Hmmmm…" Dorian hummed with a lazy nod. They changed the channel severally, until they saw a feed of several people walking alongside a very powerful man. Something about them caught his eye… To be specific, his 3rd eye.

"Stop…"

No more channel switching.

Everyone suddenly opened their 3rd eye, wanting to see what was so impressive about the feed the Grandmaster also wished to look at. Eh?

Creatures in disguise?

They saw that all men in black were secretly monsters.

However, the 2 main people these men in black were guarding, were a little too hard for them to see at their current level.

"Vice President Doyle?"

Whether it was Wiggins, Julius his son, and other Vardos academy elders, they quickly rose to their seats in shock and disbelief.

F*** ME SIDEWAYS!

Do you know how many times they have shook the hand of the man in question?

Do you know how many times some of them have looked at this man in question with pure admiration?

Several Vardos academy elders had gloomy faces when staring at the screen. But who? n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Who was that stunning lady beside him? The news reported that she was his niece, but was she really? They felt it was unlikely. However, hearing the grandmaster's light chuckle, they knew he must've definitely had a clue of who she really was. "The 2nd Horseman…"

The Horseman of War!

WHAT? So soon?

Several body felt panic growl in their hearts, a reminder that the end was truly near.

Dorian slowly rose from his seat in interest. It seemed the time had come once more, to nip another horseman trouble in the butt. And fast.

But first,—

"Find out what grave she crawled out from."

He could see the exploding aura of rotting soil seeping from her body.