United States of Ademei, Wetishulu State, above Basa City.
September 11, 1988, 07:20 AM.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~"
A blimp carrying over two hundred passengers was flying at a speed far exceeding normal flight over Basa City, heading towards the city center.
"Basa HK05448, you have deviated from your course. Correct immediately."
A call came from Basa International Airport control tower, but in the cockpit at this time, both the captain and first officer wore cold expressions, their pupils dilated, and their eyes vacant.
"Basa HK05448, respond if you hear me!"
"Basa HK05448, respond if you hear me!"
"Basa..."
Inside the control tower, staff members, receiving no response, immediately sensed something was wrong and called out urgently three times in a row.
"Damn it!"
The staff member's face darkened, and he immediately reported the situation. Inside the blimp's cockpit, there was a deathly silence. The two pilots made no response to the tower's calls, their eyes showing no fluctuation, simply controlling the blimp to continuously accelerate in one direction.
The scene shifted to the interior of the blimp. A bizarre scene was unfolding inside. All 208 passengers and twenty crew members were gathered in the central restaurant of the blimp. Some sat rigidly at dining tables, others stood stiffly in place, their expressions cold, their eyes vacant. Without exception, they, like the two pilots, had lost their self-awareness.
Location: United States of Ademei, Basa.
Time: September 11, 1988, 7:30 AM.
Basa City, as the largest port and coastal city in the southwestern part of Wetishulu State, United States of Ademei, was also the largest city in the United States of Ademei. At this moment, a blimp flying at full speed was rushing towards the heart of this city.
...
"Boom!!!"
Accompanied by a deafening roar. The Imperial Central Building, located in the Basa financial center, was subjected to an unprecedented attack.
"Ahhhhhh~!!!"
"Run~!!"
"Something's falling~!!"
"Rumble~!!!"
As people cried out and screamed, a violent explosion echoed again from the Imperial Central Building. Towering in the city center, the Imperial Building was instantly engulfed in flames that shot skyward. Violent explosions continuously erupted, and massive fragments of debris rained down from the sky.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang...!!!"
The wreckage of the blimp, shattered fragments of the collapsing building, and glass shards rained down like pellets, striking pedestrians who couldn't escape in time, spilling blood across the ground.
September 11, 1988, 7:30 AM. A blimp flying at full speed crashed directly into the Imperial Central Building in Basa City. A deafening series of explosions and shrill fire alarms shattered the peaceful Saturday morning.
On the street, people stopped, looking around. Upon seeing the source of all this, they couldn't help but gasp, their faces filled with terror. But no matter how fast they ran, they still couldn't escape the embrace of death.
Location: United States of Ademei, Playa County, Kilf City.
Time: September 11, 1988, 8:25 AM.
Dano Community, inside a detached apartment, lived a man, a woman, and a young girl. A blonde girl lay on her side in the soft covers. Outside the window, bright, dazzling sunlight shone through the curtains,
casting a soft yellow glow. It was a comforting sight. The blonde girl was about ten years old, dressed in pajamas. In her sleep, the corners of her mouth curved into a pure, lovely smile.
"Click." A burly man in a white tank top, holding a coffee cup, twisted the doorknob and pushed open the door.
"Hey, baby." The man called out, casually placing his coffee on the desk by the door. Seeing no reaction from the girl, he walked towards the window, extended his large hand, and pulled back the curtains...
"Maddy, time to get up." No sooner had he spoken than with a "whoosh," the curtains drew open, and dazzling golden sunlight poured in, illuminating the blonde girl named Maddy.
"Hmm..." Maddy's delicate eyebrows furrowed, her nose twitched, and she made "hmm-hmm" sounds in her throat.
"Okay, get up and get dressed. Put on your shoes."
"Tidy up your painting, your..." The man pointed to the painting placed beside the bedside table, his voice pausing.
"World Tree." The blonde girl opened her hazy, sleepy eyes, her voice soft.
"Yes, the World Tree." The man finished speaking, picked up his coffee, turned, and left the room, going into the living room.
"Ah comfy" The man plopped down onto the soft sofa, his expression relaxed. "At this time in the morning, I should turn on the TV and watch the news..." The man picked up the remote control from the nearby sofa, turned on the TV, and tuned to the news channel.
"A blimp crashed into the Imperial Central Building. This is clearly a terrorist attack on our nation."
"This morning at 7:20, Basa International Airport issued..." On the TV, the tragic scene of the Imperial Central Building in Basa City's financial center was being broadcast. The man watched the tragic scene on TV,
the wails of people, their shrill screams, the debris being cleared, only to reveal blurred, unrecognizable human remains below. The man's face darkened, his heart filling with grief and anger.
"In February 1987, a violent explosion occurred in the parking lot of World Trade Center Tower 2. This was a bomb planted by terrorists, a truly heinous crime." Just then, the bloody scene on the TV screen flashed, and reports from other places and times, showing scenes of disaster, appeared successively.
"In March 1987, our country's embassies in Bitburg and Feletteburg were bombed. A mysterious organization within the Aztec Republic orchestrated this incident."
"In April 1987, a suicide bomber blew two large holes in the hull of a warship."
"I pray for the families of those who perished in the Mary bombing..."
On screen, a woman in an expensive suit prayed for those affected by the terrorist attacks. "A mysterious organization hidden deep in the Aztec mountains orchestrated these attacks..." Scene after scene of terrorist attacks appeared on screen. The man's face was expressionless, but his heart grew increasingly furious.
"Crack, crack..." Due to the continuous force applied by his left hand, which held the coffee cup, the coffee cup in his hand actually cracked, thin fissures appearing. Coffee seeped out from the cracks, dripping onto the sofa and carpet. The man remained unmoved, his eyes fixed on the news footage on the television.
"On April 29, 1988, various warlords in the northern Aztec Republic united to form the Northern Alliance. Their leader is Mahad Sudha Hamed."
"On May 5, 1988, Mahad Sudha Hamed advocated for cooperation with the United States of Ademei government, striving to combat the chaotic warlord forces within the Aztec Republic and create a free, peaceful, and equal nation."
"But just one month ago, the leader of the Northern Alliance, Mahad Sudha Hamed, was assassinated by members of a mysterious terrorist organization."
"Hamed's death destabilized the Northern Alliance. The northern warlords are no longer united, and the Aztec Republic has fallen into even more dangerous chaos."
"Today, King Hildegard, the current king of the Khitan Kingdom, held talks with our nation's president."
The screen flashed, and two middle-aged men with graying temples appeared on TV, each occupying 50% of the screen. They were Hildegard, the current king of the Khitan Kingdom, and Caldwell, the current president of the United States of Ademei.
"Gard, I am very worried."
"Something big is about to happen."
"Someone is plotting, an astonishing conspiracy."
"They need help."
"We... must help them."
On TV, Caldwell, the current president of the United States of Ademei, spoke these words with a solemn expression. Hildegard, the president of the Khitan Kingdom, maintained a calm expression, remaining silent, merely listening quietly to Caldwell's speech. Today, nations around the world focused their attention on the United States of Ademei and the Aztec Republic.
Meanwhile, within the Aztec Republic, in various regions of Domingo. A black aircraft with a triple-layered triangular insignia, a total length of 47 meters, and a wingspan of 77 meters, was slowly flying at an altitude of ten thousand meters above the chaotic central region.
KCK-Night Raven Aircraft. It was a new type of aircraft developed by the headquarters' aircraft design department. With the same power source as the Alpha Armor, the Night Raven Aircraft also converted Nen into propulsion, flying at an astonishing speed exceeding 3 Mach when at full throttle.
The three letters at the beginning of its name were derived from the first letters of the names of the two main responsible persons of the aircraft design department: Dr. Kimoni, Dr. Cynthia, and Dr. Kotrick. As for the aircraft's exterior, Ilumi had referenced the Night Raven aircraft of the Cobra Command from a science fiction movie in his previous life, making it incredibly cool.
"Help?"
"It's nothing but exploiting their internal strife to profit from war and seize resources." Inside the aircraft, King Bradley sat in his seat, his expression composed. He had received intelligence from Ikhshamp about the government of the United States of Ademei. "It seems they like the gift we sent the United States of Ademei very much."
Opposite King Bradley sat a middle-aged man in an expensive suit with an extraordinary demeanor—Julius. He was originally supposed to go to the Kakin Empire but received a sudden mission.
In the orders, Ilumi instructed him to accompany King Bradley to the Aztec Republic and assist in his actions. At the same time, Ilumi felt that the current chaos was not enough, so he ordered King Bradley and Julius to add fuel to the fire, building upon the existing chaos. Thus, the Hunter World's 9/11 incident, shocking the current world, unfolded.
"Actually, I also really like this gift." A slightly sinister voice echoed in Julius's ear; it was Andres, sitting to his left. "War is what humans truly crave." Andres curved his lips into a smile, toying with a straw doll tied with a single ponytail.
Strangely, the image and clothing of the doll in his hand would change. One moment it was a single-ponytail girl doll in a school uniform, the next it transformed into a twin-tailed girl doll in a fetish sailor uniform.
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