World Traveler Villain

[Chapter: 27 Nuke on Tokyo]

Boom!

The air seemed to boil as the plane fighters in the sky exploded, shattering and killing their pilots before they even knew what happened to them. Then silence followed for a few seconds, as all the planes burned and fell to the ground—or what was left of them. This was the power of the Tesseract's energy, used as fuel to power these shots, reducing everything to its molecules.

"Shoot."

About a hundred French soldiers appeared in front of the super tank.

"Oh, more bugs. They don't learn, do they?" William shouted, and the super tank's cannon tube aimed at the ground in front.

Boom! Boom!

Two massive blue energy cannonballs erupted with devastating force, slamming into the earth and shaking the ground with a violent, deafening tremor. French soldiers were hurled into the air, their bodies scattered like fragile debris before plummeting back to the earth like droplets in a torrential storm. Yet, for most, there was no return; they were obliterated entirely, disintegrated into mere molecules. Not even ashes remained—a complete annihilation that erased any hope of remembrance or burial.

For some, their incomplete records meant their existence would vanish entirely from the annals of history. They would remain nameless before war memorials, their sacrifices rendered meaningless by this cruel obliteration. Forgotten by time, their stories erased, they were condemned to a fate far worse than death: a total erasure, destined to fade into oblivion without a trace.

Two large pits, with diameters of several tens of meters, appeared on the ground. The super-large tank drove directly through them and continued its attack on the city of Paris.

Boom!

The Eiffel Tower was knocked down and crushed. It smashed like cheese, plastered on the ground by the super tank.

Boom!

The Louvre was directly shattered into pieces.

Boom!

The super tank hit the Arc de Triomphe, which instantly turned mushy like a marshmallow without any sign of resistance, brick fragments flying everywhere.

William was enjoying the thrill of destruction. When he found something interesting, he blew it up, like a certain "explosion loli" he had read about in a manga in his previous life. "Ha ha ha!"

Peggy looked at William and shook her head. "You are really a lunatic."

"But you like crazy, don't you?" William laughed.

"Who would like a crazy man, huh?" Peggy said.

"Now, now, let's go to the next stop, which is London, and scare the shit out of them. Hahaha!"

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In the headquarters of Hydra in the Alps.

"William, you have done a good job during this period of time. Now half of European territory has been occupied by our Hydra, and soon we will achieve our dream of Hydra ruling the world," Schmidt laughed loudly before suddenly declaring, "Hail Hydra!"

"Hail Hydra! Hail Hydra!" Everyone around echoed the same chant. William thought that maybe it was like a code that controlled these people—like brainwashing.

"Everyone in Germany already knows that we are their hope. Hitler is not enough to bring Germany to glory. I am going to Germany now and will make Hitler give power to Hydra," Schmidt said loudly.

"Long live Hydra, long live Hydra!"

"During this period, we will gather in Germany. So someone needs to contain the other side—the United States. William, this great task is left to you," Schmidt said, looking at William.

"Of course," William nodded. "The atom bomb has already been made, but since we have already destroyed London, we won't need to test it in Europe. So, I will be putting this precious atom bomb to use where it was first supposed to be used—Japan will be my testing ground."

"Japan?" Everyone froze.

William nodded. "Japan and the United States are now in a state of emergency against each other. If this bomb explodes in Japan and they think it was the work of the Americans, what do you think they'll do?"

"They will fight against each other. This is really a good move," Zola laughed.

Schmidt exclaimed, "Okay, then do it."

Peggy kept silent and said nothing. Forget it. Since I chose to follow this bastard, I'll have to accept all of his evil as well—everything he does.

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At an extreme altitude of 20,000 meters, a huge plane was slowly flying.

"Below is Tokyo, Japan. If I drop this bomb, I don't know what kind of explosion will happen and how big. This is the first time I'm using something so big," William's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Do you really want to do this?" Peggy asked.

"Why not? When Japan attacked other countries, how many people were massacred? They even killed women and children, and raped little girls. Do you really think they deserve compassion when they didn't show any in the first place?"

"Yes, I can see it—you really have a lot of compassion for women and children," Peggy said sarcastically.

"Don't think about these little details." William slowly controlled the plane.

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The various headquarters in Tokyo panicked.

"Our radar shows an enemy aircraft over Tokyo."

"Which country's plane is it?"

"The United States."

"Shoot it down. Activate the anti-aircraft guns and get the fighters ready to attack."

On the huge plane, William looked at the radar screen. "This is it. Fly a little higher and let them think it's an American plane." The plane quickly rose.

The Japanese fighters were in a dilemma; their planes couldn't reach the high altitudes of the big plane overhead.

"Prepare yourself, my dear Peggy," William declared, his voice dripping with exhilaration as his grin twisted into something almost unhinged. "You're about to witness the birth of a legend—our legend. This moment will mark the end of all wars, the point in history they'll write about until the very last human draws breath. Once this goes down, we won't just be famous; we'll be immortalized. Every high school kid, no matter where they're from, will know our names."

With a devilish smirk, he leaned down, capturing Peggy's lips in a fiery kiss—a prelude to chaos. As he broke away, his eyes burned with a manic gleam. "Now," he added, his tone laced with dark amusement, "they'll also have to write about this kiss."

With a theatrical sweep of his coat, William strode to the console, his every step radiating the weight of destiny. His hand lingered above the button, trembling with anticipation, as if savoring the sheer weight of his authority. A twisted smirk curled his lips. "It's time for this Little Girl to make her grand entrance," he declared, his voice dripping with dark exhilaration.

With a swift, deliberate motion, he slammed the button, the force reverberating through the console. His laughter exploded, wild and unrestrained, filling the plane like the unholy hymn of a mad prophet proclaiming the apocalypse. It surged and echoed, a chilling symphony heralding the devastation about to unfold.

The hatch beneath the plane groaned open, releasing a massive bomb that plummeted through the skies like a fallen god's wrath. The earth below seemed to hold its breath as the deadly payload raced toward it.

"This," William bellowed, his voice cutting through the roar of the engines, "is the moment history will never forget! They'll etch this into the annals of time!" His laughter escalated, manic and unrelenting.

Then, snapping to action, he barked, "Now get us the hell out of here! Full thrusters—maximum power! We need to clear the blast zone!"

With a shudder and a deafening roar, the colossal plane, powered by the raw energy of the Tesseract, surged forward, tearing through the sound barrier like an unstoppable force. The sonic boom echoed in its wake, a harbinger of the devastation about to unfold.

BOOM!

A thunderous roar shattered the heavens, followed by an eruption of light so blinding that it outshone the sun, turning night into day in an instant. The brilliance seared the earth, a radiant flash so intense that shadows of objects and people were permanently scorched into the ground, haunting reminders of their existence.

The epicenter reached temperatures exceeding 7,700 degrees Celsius, obliterating everything in a radius of tens of kilometers. Metal melted like wax, stone vaporized into nothingness, and the very air seemed to ignite, forming a fiery inferno that consumed all in its path.

A colossal pillar of fire ascended into the sky, twisting and churning into a towering mushroom cloud. Its base roared with black and crimson flames, while its crown billowed out in ominous shades of gray and pitch-black, a harbinger of death and destruction. The explosion unleashed a massive shockwave that radiated outward, carrying with it an unstoppable wave of annihilation.

The ground quaked violently as the blackened air rippled and churned, slamming into everything with unforgiving force. Buildings disintegrated into splinters, vehicles were tossed like toys, and ancient trees were ripped from the earth as if by a divine hand. The ground was scoured clean, reduced to a barren wasteland where nothing recognizable remained.

Even miles away, people were knocked off their feet by the sheer power of the blast. The deafening roar gave way to an eerie silence, punctuated only by the crackling of fires and the mournful wail of winds racing through the devastation. Above it all, the mushroom cloud loomed, a grim monument to humanity's darkest creation, climbing higher and higher into the atmosphere, visible for hundreds of kilometers around.

This was no mere explosion—it was a cataclysm, a moment forever etched into the annals of destruction, leaving behind only ash, silence, and an enduring legacy of ruin.

William gazed out at the massive black mushroom cloud climbing into the heavens, his voice erupting with manic glee. "Peggy, did you see it? What a masterpiece! A firework of this magnitude, viewed from ten thousand meters up—it's nothing short of divine, don't you think?"

Peggy's face twisted in a mix of disbelief and horror as she screamed back, "You're insane! Completely deranged! That... that weapon, it's monstrous! Why would anyone create something capable of this level of destruction?"

William turned to her, a smirk curling his lips, his tone dripping with mockery. "Oh, Peggy, let me enlighten you. In countless other realities, the first country to feel the wrath of an atomic bomb was Japan. And who delivered it? None other than us Americans."

Her eyes widened in shock. "What... what did you just say?"

William threw his head back, his laughter echoing in the plane's cabin, drowning out the distant roar of the devastation below. "But here, in this world, this moment—this glorious moment—is all mine. My triumph. My legacy. HAHAHAHA!"

His laughter reverberated through the aircraft, a chilling anthem of madness, as the blackened skies bore silent witness to his unbridled chaos.

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The day after the atomic bomb explosion in Tokyo.

Japan withdrew all its forces from all over Asia, declared war on the United States, and vowed to destroy the United States. Thus, the Pacific War broke out.

But on the other hand, the Hydra and Hitler were at war. For the Hydra, who had seized power, there was no way Hitler would obediently hand over the power in his hands. He began aggressively attacking the Hydra army.

The European battlefield was completely in chaos, with the British, French, and American coalition forces, the German Army, the Hydra Regiment, and the Soviet soldiers inextricably linked in battle.

In the Alps, William and Peggy were watching the sunset in the mountains. William sighed, "I still like explosions bett..."

[Be careful! There are only ten days left, after which you will be recalled back to villain space.] A voice resonated in William's mind as he halted mid-sentence.

Peggy looked at William's expression. "What happened to you?"

"It's okay, it seems that game time is over," William smiled.

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