A Journey That Changed The World

Chapter 1008: Three Hostile Targets

Archer started battling across the sky as he fought the creepy humanoids that were easy to deal with. Thanks to his magic and claws, he defeated the enemy that fell into the rough sea below.

“This is easier than I expected,’ he mused.

After half an hour, the Cthulu-like beings were defeated, allowing him to fly toward the shore. Ahoka, Maeve, Nyx, and Michelle were waiting in the garden with a black-haired woman in a suit.

‘Who is this? The government it looks like,’ Archer pondered as he descended to the sand below.

When he touched the ground, dozens of men surrounded him while pointing guns at him. Archer laughed, but the black-haired woman approached and spoke suspiciously, “Why do you keep fighting those things? We can deal with them.”

“Clearly. They nearly hit the coast before I dealt with them, as your navy was still racing to the scene,” Archer said with a knowing smile.

After speaking, he looked around while using Mana Manipulation to take all the people’s weapons, as the woman requested with narrowed eyes, “Can you come with us, please? Someone would like to meet you.”

Maeve and Ashoka were going to speak, but Archer smiled at the two before reassuring them, “I’ll be fine, my lovelies. Stay here and protect my family, please.”‘

The three women nodded in agreement as he looked at the black-haired woman and replied, “Where are we going?”

“I cannot tell you at this moment, but while on the way, you will be filled in,” she said professionally.

After bidding farewell to the women, Archer followed the government officials to the front of the building, where an SUV awaited. A man opened the door for him, and he climbed inside, settling into the plush seat as the door closed with a click, sealing him inside.

The woman climbed in and introduced herself, “I’m Special Agent Ava Reed. I work with the President’s Office on creatures from the deep.”

Archer grew curious and inquired, “How long have they been attacking?”

Ava’s black eyes gleamed before answering, “It’s been over a decade now. We’ve managed to cover the damage using natural disasters and other incidents, but the attacks are becoming more frequent.”

‘Interesting,’ he thought. ‘I wonder where they’re coming from.’

Following that, the SUV drove through the quiet night as Archer gazed out the tinted window at the passing scenery. Palm trees swayed gently in the warm breeze, silhouetted against the moonlit sky.

The city’s lights gradually faded, replaced by the vast openness of coastal highways. Archer leaned back, feeling the engine’s hum beneath him, his mind turning over what lay ahead, ‘I wonder what they want. Its the government so most likely threats,’ he thought with a chuckle.

Beside him, Ava remained silent, her sharp eyes focused on the road ahead. The convoy of black vehicles eventually veered off the main highway, entering a heavily guarded military checkpoint.

‘Seems like they’re taking me seriously.’

Armed guards snapped to attention, saluting as the SUV rolled through. They continued along a winding road lined with barbed wire fences and concrete barricades until the sprawling outline of a military base came into view.

The distant buzz of rotors echoed in the air, drawing Archer’s gaze. As the SUV rounded the final bend, he spotted a massive black helicopter parked on a helipad. Ava turned to him with a professional expression, “Get ready to board the heli, and we’ll go to the person who wants to meet you.”

Archer nodded, his eyes fixed on the ominous aircraft as the door swung open. He stepped out onto the tarmac, the smell of salt air mingling with the scent of jet fuel. In the distance, he could see soldiers moving purposefully.

‘Maybe I’m meeting the President?’ he thought while exiting the SUV.

While walking, Archer noticed the place was locked down as weapons that looked like massive missile launchers were being brought in. After that, Ava led him to the helicopter, where he was ushered into a seat while the advisors avoided contact.

This piqued Archer’s interest, and he turned to the dark-haired woman beside him. “Why are they treating me like I’m a monster?” he asked, his tone a mixture of curiosity and annoyance.

The woman met his gaze with piercing black eyes and replied calmly, “Because you are just in human form, Mr. Bennett.”

Archer let out a chuckle, flashing a charming smile. “I’m no longer a Bennett. I died on Earth. Whatever I am now… it’s not the same person who lived here.”

Once he was done speaking, Ava looked confused, but he ignored her and looked out the window. The ground started getting smaller as the helicopter took off while flying north. He had no idea where he was going.

He only felt their fear of him, which was baffling, but he ignored it while the flight was quiet. As Archer did that, he felt a poke in his side, causing him to face Ava, who asked, “Are there cat girls where you come from?”

When Archer heard this, his eyes widened in shock before he nodded, “Yes, there are many. My fiance Leira is a cat princess.”

Once he finished speaking, the woman’s eyes sparkled with amazement, which made him smile. Archer used Mana Manipulation to create a picture of Leira, which showed Ava, who was amazed as she studied the picture.

The surrounding people looked taken aback and were scared. Archer ignored them as the woman spoke, “Does she let you touch her tail and ears?”

“Yes, but it normally turns her wild if I do,” he answered with a chuckle.

Following that, Ava went quiet while Archer shrugged and looked at the world below, which was still pitch black due to the night. It took them a few hours to reach their meeting location.

As they closed in, the pilot’s voice crackled with urgency, “Command, we’ve got three hostile targets inbound! Do we engage, even with the high-value cargo onboard?”

Before the order could be given, Archer’s eyes snapped to the sky. He vanished from the cockpit without a word, leaving only a shimmer in the air. Gasps echoed through the cabin as he reappeared outside, wings unfurling like shadows come to life.

With a single powerful beat, he launched himself toward the oncoming threats. In the distance, he sensed the thunderous approach of two fighter jets from the south, but his focus remained on the strange humanoid figures hurtling toward them.

A dark grin spread across his face. With lightning speed, he reached the first of his prey. His hands clamped down on their skulls, and with a sickening crunch, he crushed them as if they were nothing but brittle shells.

Blood and bone splattered in the air as he turned to face the last one. Channeling raw energy, Archer unleashed an Eldritch Blast that streaked through the sky like a meteor, obliterating

the final enemy.

Following that, Archer spotted the fancy-looking mansion in the distance and started flying at it. However, he was struck by several missiles, which sent him crashing into the ground with a boom that echoed through the mountains.

“They want to do this!’ he thought as anger exploded. ‘Let me show these stupid humans not to mess with me.’

Archer rocketed out of the smoking crater, his wings carving through the air like blades as he locked onto the jets, desperately trying to flee. He closed the distance with inhuman speed, eyes blazing with a predatory gleam.

In one quick motion, his claws ripped through the metal hull of the first jet-like paper. The aircraft shuddered and split apart in a fiery explosion that painted the sky orange and red. Archer’s lips curled into a dark smile as the shockwave washed over him.

Without hesitation, he turned his gaze to the second jet, now frantically attempting to escape. But there was no outrunning him. In a blur, he closed the gap and slammed his foot into one of the wings with the force of a meteor strike.

The jet careened out of control, spiraling downward in a chaotic descent before slamming into the mountainside. Upon impact, it erupted in an explosion, unleashing towering plumes of fire and thick smoke that surged into the sky.

Following that, Archer flew toward the mansion in the mountain but soon noticed the Gatling Guns, who started firing at him. He cast Cosmic Shield to block the bullets that fell to the

ground below.

He smiled before casting a Plasma Missile, sending the machines flying toward him and causing them to blow up. Once they were taken care of, Archer landed in the front garden,

surrounded by men in black suits.

‘Oh, the Secret Service,’ he thought with a chuckle.

Archer spoke with a knowing smile, “I’m guessing the President is in here. Get him, or I will level this whole area, and you already know I can do it.”

The surrounding men and women looked nervous, but an older man stepped forward, “Back down, monster. We have weaponry that can deal with your kind.”

When Archer heard this, he started laughing, his eyes glowed with excitement. “Use them and watch how quickly I kill every single one of you before seeing the president myself.”

Noone moved, causing him to step forward only to be stopped by a new voice, “There’s no

need for that, Archer. Can’t we talk?”

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