Shattering Humanity-Chapter 367: The Buzzing Of 1,000 Man-Sized Hornets

"As for those who strive to discredit Our revelations, it is they who will suffer the ˹worst˺ torment of agonizing pain.

Those gifted with knowledge clearly see that what has been revealed to you from your Lord O Prophet is the truth, and that it guides to the Path of the Almighty, the Praiseworthy.

The disbelievers say mockingly to one another, ’Shall we show you a man who claims that when you have been utterly disintegrated you will be raised as a new creation? 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Has he fabricated a lie against Allah or is he insane?’ In fact, those who do not believe in the Hereafter are bound for torment and have strayed farthest from the truth.

Have they not then seen all that surrounds them of the heavens and the earth? If We willed, We could cause the earth to swallow them up, or cause deadly pieces of the sky to fall upon them. Surely in this is a sign for every servant who turns to Allah.

Indeed, We granted David a great privilege from Us, commanding: ’O mountains! Echo his hymns! And the birds as well.’ We made iron mouldable for him..." -Surah Saba 34:5-10

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Dropping from the sky, parachutes and metal crates are slowly floating down.

Cruise missile drones shoot out from open slits in the metal and a small red light activates on all 36 of the explosive mini planes, each programmed to drop on specific coordinates.

MaMmon DæMon: "...If she’s sending in something like this, she isn’t even half my full strength."

Nephilim: "We have to get back and warn everyone in Erebus!

Tell people to get underground and brace themselves inside the mountains!

The entire island is in danger!"

A backhand surprises the panicking man and he shuts up in shock.

The disrespected Valkyrie descendant looks at her partner in disgust.

MaMmon DæMon: "Don’t ever reveal that side of yourself, Erinyes Nephilim.

I shall only tell you this once more, don’t doubt my abilities ever again.

Don’t forget, Erebus City is protected by the dome of Seiõr around it."

The backhanded General rubs his cheek and recollects himself while MaMmon looks back ahead at the incoming swarm of fireballs perfectly visible in the night sky.

Nephilim: "I’m...I’m sorry, Queen MamMon.

I don’t know what came over me there."

MaMmon’s left hand becomes engulfed in a familiar light blue Seiõr and she cups the hand over both ears once, leaving a bubble of Seiõr just like how Zoram had done with the baby’s ears outside the Initiation Arena.

The DæMon then does the same thing for Nephilim, and his hearing goes muffled.

With the cluster storm of cruise missiles now branching in different directions towards their dedicated location MaMmon raises her open right hand. All five finger tips begin to glow a bright red/orange as if heating up.

MaMmon DæMon: "Since they are military attacks, might as well keep it similar to the ways they’d know.

Tell me Erinyes Nephilim, have you ever heard of a C-RAM anti-air unit?"

Nephilim: "What?!"

With a dejected expression, the magical Scandinavian woman’s five small glowing sources of Seiõr. The red/orange orbs begin to pulsate.

Without the ear protection, there is a spine stiffening crescendo from the swarm of 36 "man sized hornets".

Focusing in on the furthest back of the 36 drones, it is being piloted by one of the men inside the cockpit to the C-130, Shenron 2.

As the identically dressed and helmet wearing pilots are speeding back on the military aircraft to the Otis Base in Massachusetts the first pilot, Shenron 1, is still clearly shaken up.

Shenron 1: "An entire chunk of the island...

How...?"

While focusing on the camera to the cruise missile he is piloting, Shenron 2 tries to calm his partner down.

Shenron 2: "Relax, will ya!?

It was probably just one of those weird Symb-eye-ote powers or something.

It’s nothing Madame Sheriff can’t handle.

Just get us back home while I scout the island as instructed."

His thumbs control the sticks to the complicated drone equipment while watching the thermal screen from it’s camera.

Zooming in, the drone picks up two white figures standing on the top of the artificial mountains.

Shenron 2: "What are they doing?

Do they not see the wave of death coming straight for them?"

Back on top of the mountain, with his attention to detail and trust in his ally, Nephilim looks past the flock of metal birds in the sky.

His red eye squints, barely noticing the giant aircraft that dropped the current problem off, and left.

Nephilim: "So they circumvented around Nantucket in the East, and dropped an air strike starting south.

If these guys are only Northeastern Vinland, and they have this type of firepower..."

A creeping smiles grows on the face to the Head Hancho’s main rival.

Nephilim: "...Dice’s area has a beach perfect for them to storm. He will have to deal with these forcea too at some point.

The military man who killed civilians will have his old allies punishing him and his newer friends.

I told you Mina. Sitting in a cell isn’t enough of a punishment."

MaMmon’s blue eyes lock in on the swarm with her hand covered in 5 rapidly pulsating orbs of Seiõr.

MaMmon DæMon: "As the true creator to the most destructive forces ever created, in the end, these long distance war machines are a pestilence to true warfare and it reflects exactly how cowardly the people you protect are.

Experience the despair of knowing true power!"

From her stabilized hand, the sound of 1,000 man sized hornets buzzing accompany the stream of red/orange SeiõrShots rapid firing from each of the smirking magical woman’s fingertips.

Nephilim watches with his mouth agap. The rays of controlled universal energy shooting nonstop for a minute.

In the sky, explosions pop off randomly like a firework display as each one of the coordinated mini planes are hit.

[Otis Air Base, Massachusetts]

Inside a small control room to the old military base, two people are monitoring the attack on the computers.

Control 1: "We have a problem, Sheriff!

Unit 35 has lost signal!"

Control 2: "Units 3, 4, 22, 15, 32, 14 and 19 have lost signal!"

Control 1: "Units 1, 2, 5, 7, 10, 12, 18, and 30 have lost contact!

What the Hell?

They shouldn’t even be over the island yet!"

Control 2: "Madame!

Units 8, 9, 11, 17, 19...there going out too fast to count! Do they have a C-RAM available on their island?

That’s impossible!"

In the corner, arms crossed, Jesse James stands against the wall. She is listening her head down so the cowboy hat covers the mysterious Sheriff’s face.

The grip of her fist under her crossed arms tightens understanding the confirmation to her fears.

Jesse James: "Are there any units still in the air?"

Control 1: "Y-Yes, Ma’am.

Units 33, 34, and the man operated drone Shenron 2 is controlling, 36.

All three are coordinated to land more north of the island. Towards the underwater traffic tunnel leading to the mainland."

Control 2: "Do you want us to set a recourse!?"

Taking a moment to think, the cowgirl looks up revealing her gorgeous face. Pink hair, along with her sad pink 2nd Generation DæMon eyes, and the small horizontal scar over her upper lip.

Jesse James: "No, keep them on their original course and inform Shenron 2 to follow them, but also to keep his distance."

Control 2: "Yes, Ma’am!"

A sad sigh escapes the commanding leader’s nose while she puts her head back down.

In the cockpit of the C-130, Shenron 1 is shaking even more.

Shenron 1: "Wh-What?"

Shenron 2: "I don’t know what I just saw...

Almost every cruise missile, just exploded...

I-I-I can’t explain it."

He suddenly remembers the two individuals not running from the drone strike.

Shenron 2(thinking): *Who the Hell were those people?*

On top of Mount Morta, both the leaders of Erinyes territory look up and watch the three remaining cruise missiles fly overhead and passed them mountains and Erebus City.

MaMmon puts her hand down and the illuminating Seiõr fades off her fingertips, as well as both of their ears.

Nephilim: "Queen MamMon, that-...that was purely amazing. The entire time I was watching, it felt like I was experiencing every single human emotion possible. Plus one I have never felt in my life."

MaMmon DæMon: "Well I hope now that you have witnessed my greatness, yet again, you’ll no longer have anything to fear, dear Erinyes Nephilim."

The General takes a deep breath of the fresh air, there is a scent of electric fire from the destroyed machines.

Nephilim: "May I ask Queen MamMon, why did you leave some of those drones still flying?"

MaMmon yawns after exerting so much energy in one session.

MaMmon DæMon: *yaawwwwn* "Every one of those machines were programmed to strike a specific area on this entire island.

With my Nye-omnipotency I know one is man controlled, and the other two left in the air are meant to strike Skalmönd’s area.