Chapter 134: We Should Join Forces
"The energy index has reached eighty percent," Doom reported inside the Quinjet, beads of sweat trailing down his forehead.
And it wasn’t just Doom — even someone with Captain Supreme’s superhuman endurance was feeling it now. His mouth was dry, his skin sticky.
It was simply too hot.
"Doom, are you absolutely sure this so-called ’Atlantean Annihilation Device’ of yours is going to work?" Pietro asked, his voice cracking from the heat.
He felt like he was being roasted alive inside the aircraft.
"Energy index now at ninety percent," Doom replied without lifting his eyes from the screen, ignoring Pietro’s doubts entirely. His attention was locked on the charging sequence.
The device in question was an energy heater Doom had engineered specifically to combat Atlanteans. Simple in concept — with enough energy, it unleashed unbearable heat. At full power, the temperature at its core could reach tens of thousands of degrees.
Even though this particular Quinjet had been heavily modified with insulation and thermal shielding, the passengers inside were still suffering. Badly.
"Almost there," Doom muttered as the indicator hit ninety-five percent. A glimmer of merciless satisfaction crossed his face. "Let’s see what this thing can really do to them."
Without hesitation, he slammed the red button.
BOOM.