A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1038: How So Human



An hour later, Archer tore apart the last group as the gunfire died down and the chaos outside rang out. He Blinked outside before summoning his wings and soaring into the sky while heading for the first hideout.

'Let's deal with this group and get paid for it,' he thought with a smile.

Archer hovered above a warehouse in a small Canadian town's deserted section covered in a mist due to a nearby mountain. As he activated his Aura Detector, he detected several dozen men inside, stirring his curiosity.

'What are they up to?' he wondered. 'I know they despise the West, but why target Liza? Are they trying to ignite a world war?'

Following that, Archer descended to the roof. From there, he noticed a window that provided a clear view of the interior, offering him the ideal vantage point for an ambush. He walked over to it and gazed through.

'Oh here we go.'

He eyed a group of men gathered around a fire and loudly chatting while others patrolled the warehouse. One man stood on a balcony, scanning the surrounding area. A smile crept across his face at the sight of this.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

After spotting the men, Archer flew toward the first guard. As he moved, he noticed four others patrolling the roof. With stealth and precision, he approached from behind and swiftly dispatched them, casting Soul Sunder on the terrorists before they could react.

Once he eliminated the last of them, he discovered the group's true motive: they weren't after any specific target. Still, they wanted to sow chaos and express their hatred for Western leaders.

'So they want to cause trouble,' he thought with a shrug. 'Can't fault them for that but they targeted Liza and that's a big no no.'

Wasting no time, Archer activated Blink and teleported inside the warehouse. As he materialized on a metal walkway above, the murmur of voices from the group below reached his ears.

"This is going to be fun, I'll wipe these terrorist cell out and inform Liza.'

Archer glanced down and noticed that more people had gathered around the fire, giving him the perfect opportunity to strike. Without hesitation, he Blinked and materialized beside the leader, devouring his soul.

'Oh, so that's where they're all hiding,' he smiled when he found out this information.

The suddenness of the attack sent the others into a panic, and they sprang to their feet, guns blazing as they frantically opened fire on him. Archer watched the bullets bounce right off him, which horrified the terrorists.

He mercilessly slaughtered them, leaving no one alive. The warehouse was drenched in bits of flesh scattered across the floor and walls. The thick, metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air, seeping into everything around him.

A twisted thrill surged as Archer stepped over the carnage and made his way out of the warehouse. 'When the police find this, they'll think I'm a monster,' he thought excitedly, a grin spreading across his face.

Without hesitation, he soared into the sky, racing toward the next target, eager to face more turmoil. For hours, he destroyed the terrorist cells that had unleashed havoc across Canada, obliterating hidden strongholds and leaving their bodies strung up.

He smiled at his artwork before thinking, "This will scare anyone from becoming a terrorist.'

Following that, he left the house after burning it to the ground once he hung the bodies up so the world could see. He flew back to the States when several jet fighters appeared around him.

'Oh they really want to threaten me?' he mused with a growing eerie smile.

Archer quickly realized the approaching crafts were from the Canadian military, and they backed off briefly before opening fire. To his surprise, the bullets bounced harmlessly off his body, though he could still feel the sting of each impact.

The sharp, stinging sensations sparked his fury, causing him to snap. Archer dove toward the jets in a flash, startling the pilots as they scrambled to follow. Without hesitation, he used Blink to appear on the nose of one of the fighter jets, leaving them shocked.

Soon enough, he smiled at the pilot before punching right through the nose of the plane as he dashed toward another and crashed into another, causing an explosion to ring out and lighting up the sky.

When this happened, the jet fighters crashed into the ground below. Archer continued taking down the attackers, and once he was done, he texted Liza. [Is the Canadian Prime Minister

there?]

The older woman quickly confirmed the man's presence, prompting Archer to grin as he opened a Gate to the building where Elizabeth waited. As he stepped through, the leaders in the room turned their attention to him.

Reaching for his phone to check the man's appearance, Archer was interrupted by Elizabeth, who approached and hugged him warmly. "Let me show you who he is, darling," she smirked. "By the way, he's a total dick."

Archer chuckled as the green-eyed beauty pointed out a man sneering in his direction. "That's Justin Martel; he leads the leftist party in Canada and is extremely angry that you brutalized the terrorists."

The guy looked like your classic leftist politician, with all fragile masculinity wrapped in a power suit, which made him internally laugh at him. He smirked this was going to be predictable.

Sure enough, the man did exactly what Archer expected: puffed out his chest like a rooster and postured as if he'd just won a staring contest with a mirror. The Canadian Prime Minister strode over, his expression a mix of concern and disapproval.

In an awkward tone, he addressed Elizabeth, "Why are you getting so cozy with this monster of a president? A woman like you shouldn't be associating with a murderer."'

"Oh, I'm a murderer now? How so human?" he asked the man.

Justin's expression shifted to surprise as he pushed his glasses up his nose and looked at him like he was a bit of dirt on his shoe. "A creature like you shouldn't be anywhere near government affairs. We should have arrested the terrorists and interrogated them for their accomplices."

Archer chuckled a hint of amusement in his voice. "They're all dead. I found out the group intended to sow chaos in the West and used Canada as a staging ground because the authorities wouldn't prosecute them."

"Did you kill them? And why did you destroy my jet fighters?" the idiotic man asked.

When the onlookers heard this, they started gossiping before Archer replied, "Yes, I killed them. They deserved no less, and your planes attacked me for no reason, so they are scrap

now."

Justin's face flushed crimson as he pointed at Archer. "This creature must be arrested and imprisoned for his actions!"

Several world leaders nodded in agreement, but he felt a growing grin spread across his face. 'I need to show these foolish humans not to mess with me.'

Archer dashed forward and grabbed the man by the neck before lifting him into the air as he pathetically struggled against his grip. Elizabeth went wide-eyed, but he spoke in a voice full of malice, "If any of your countries want to attack me while I'm flying, then you will suffer

the consequences."'

Once he finished speaking, Archer snapped the prime minister's neck, sending shockwaves through the room as people screamed. Elizabeth's voice rose in panic. "Arch! You can't just go around killing people!"

"I haven't killed him," Archer shot back. "He just can't move from the neck down." Justin's eyes bulged in horror as a violet glow enveloped him, restoring his ability to move. Archer dropped him to the floor, leaning down to deliver a chilling warning. "Never disrespect me again. Next time, I will kill you without an issue."

The man nodded like a chicken before rushing off as his security guards rushed him out of the room. Archer laughed as the prime minister vanished, causing Elizabeth to comment with an amused smile, "He's a pain; I'm glad you put him in his place. Maybe he'll make things easier from now on."'

An older man approached, holding out his hand as he introduced himself, ''I'm Raymond Hastings. I must thank you for helping my father, Oscar; my daughter told me all about you."

Archer looked at the blonde man with the same black eyes as Lily, thinking, "This must be her

father.'

He took the offered hand before replying, "Archer Wyldheart."

Raymond smiled as he continued speaking, "Thank you for all the help you've offered us. The monsters were pressuring us so badly that it was taking its toll on most affected countries." "Well, it's the least I can do since the US government is paying me well, and you will be doing the same soon," he replied confidently.

"You're right. We cannot expect you to do anything for free," Raymond responded before turning to the president, holding onto Archer's arm. "Good to see you, Beth. I see you found your happiness after that debacle of a divorce."

Then, Elizabeth led him to a nearby table, where the police cleaned up the building. The news quickly picked up the story, and Archer's actions spread like wildfire without him even

knowing.

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