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Missiles closing—three seconds to impact!” came the bloodcurdling news
from the microphone on the man’s shoulder. All eyes were on D. The
Hunter reached into the hole in the wall, and, grabbing a fistful of cables, he
pulled down. From his shoulder to his wrist, pale blue electromagnetic
waves clung to him like a spider’s web, and white smoke rose from his
body. His face didn’t show the slightest hint of pain. His right hand went
into action, pulling out the ends of the severed cords. Electromagnetic
waves covered D entirely . . . Perhaps it was the first time this young man
had worn a color other than black. Using his body as a conductor, energy
suddenly shot from the reactor to the barrier projector.

Richly colored blossoms opened near the town. Flames that could get as
hot as fifty million degrees and a lethal dose of electromagnetic waves and
radiation churned through the atmosphere, threatening to destroy the
electronic wall that’d suddenly appeared.

The people saw the electromagnetic waves running from D’s right hand
to his left in reverse direction. D’s eyes narrowed. The flow changed back
again. The barrier didn’t fade until the trio of blasts dissipated in the air.

Even after D had backed away, no cheer went up in the control room. What
they’d just witnessed was so incredible it left them absolutely stunned with
amazement. Their amazement, along with their overwhelming sense of
relief, was enough to throw them into a state of dementia. The man before
them—their savior—clearly couldn’t be human. That’s why he was so
good-looking.

Lightly tossing his head, D shook off the white smoke still rising from his
body.

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