The Original Seeker Chapter 423: Worms
"After all, the alliance is unreliable. Yamato people can't put their hope on the foreign race..." Yamamoto thought about the virtues of the anti-white alliance, but gave up the idea of relying on them.
Led by the United States, the European Union, Yamato, the Latin League, and Mao and Russia temporarily put aside their prejudices a year ago and set up an alliance meeting to discuss common countermeasures and continue to extend outward. The goal is to swallow the entire planet. The land of white.
It's just that the various big countries that have always been full of contradictions, holding the spirit of dead daoists and not dying, at the alliance meeting, there is no deep cooperation, and the agreements signed are all superficially flowery.
Because the primary goal is Yamato, the other countries hope they can do everything they can to weaken the power of the White Land as much as possible.
Relying on the blessed volcanic spirit stone resources, Yamato's proportion of extraordinary people ranks first in the world, which is the fundamental reason why they can be included as a great power in the Aura Age.
Although it is not extravagant for Yamato to be able to harm both sides with Bai Zhidi, it is better to consume other people's lives than to consume one's own lives.
As a result, almost all of the support Yamato received were advanced armaments and spiritual materials, while the truly extraordinary troops from various countries were few and far between.
"Whether you choose to resist or not resist, the final result will not be any different." The ambassador's voice suddenly became without a trace of emotion, as if it was replaced by another person in an instant.
"Here here?" The pensive Yamamoto, after discovering that the ambassador of the earth, who had no threat to him, had a faintly shocking power on his body, he immediately guessed the reason.
"Can I think that this is a formal declaration of war?" A ray of power temporarily projected, naturally, it is impossible for Yamamoto to bow his head. He stopped those who were going to protect him with gestures, and then he was not to be outdone. Rhetorically asked.
"There is no concept of fighting between us. Within ten years, I will take over the entire planet." A terrifying coercion appeared from the ambassador who looked like a puppet and had no gods.
The guard in charge of Yamamoto's safety, his expression became a little distorted at this moment.
Because even in the face of the unconscious pressure from the ambassador in front of them, they still need to resist with all their strength to ensure that they will not be crushed to their knees.
If you bend your knees in such a ugly situation and affect Yamato’s image, it is estimated that the only choice is to cut your belly and commit suicide.
"Heart of Hell!" Yamamoto drew his saber and released a colorless enchantment of flames to counter the menacing coercion.
After being surrounded by the flames of the enchantment, the pressure on them was reduced to the point where they could easily bear it. The guards who were still struggling to support them all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Compared to destruction, creation is more interesting." Looking at Yamamoto, who was already in a state of battle, the descendant suddenly said something confusing, and then disappeared.
White Mo, who is studying how to reshape the body of the soul, just made a new breakthrough at this time, so he withdrew the will of the descendant to confront Yamamoto, and concentrated all his thoughts on more important issues.
Regardless of whether the scene is spoken or not, how to advance or how to advance, there will be no change or compromise. The study of reshaping the body is much more interesting in his eyes.
"Mr. Yamamoto, are you...?" The ambassador who had regained consciousness did not notice the temporary use of his body just now, so he questioned the people who were facing the enemy in a puzzled way.
"It's okay." After judging from the tone of his voice, Yamamoto took back the long sword in his hand, and his expression returned to his coldness.
The meeting with the ambassador once again ended in vain, and the appearance of Bai Mo became an insignificant episode.
America, the new hexagonal building.
"Yamato has only about two years left. When this continental bridge reaches Yamato mainland, everything will be over for them." The new President of the United States of America Gates, pointing to the latest world map Said.
"We are on the American continent, and we have at most ten years to go."
"How long will it take to build the ‘worm’?" At the internal meeting, the former President Joseph attended raised his own questions.
After nearly eight years of business, although he failed to achieve the original idea of proclaiming the emperor in the United States, he also succeeded in making the next president his own, and he will do it again in the next eight years. Running for president.
The democratic elections that the United States was originally proud of were eventually played by him as a trick of alternate appointment.
"It will be at least three years, and sometimes I wonder, will we finally release a monster that destroys the world?" Gate said with some worry.
"If you don't have the ability to destroy the world, do you think you can deal with that person?" Raul, who was holding a pipe on the side, was obviously more open-minded and more confident.
In the past ten years, things like ethics, equality, and human rights have been greatly impacted, and the benefit is that with the release of the lower limit, a bunch of black technologies that would have caused widespread moral controversy have been affected by the United States. Liguo’s secret laboratories have been quietly developed.
As a major arms dealer, Raul, his Moss Laboratory is an important part of it. The "Worm" is manufactured by Moss Laboratory, which is responsible for the main part of the research work.
"Titch~IndoMTL.com~What do you think." Several people looked at Marshall Titch, who was sitting aside, wearing a black military hat.
Since a temptation in Australia a year ago, a clone that had considerable power with him was destroyed, the original fat Titch suddenly lost tens of kilograms, and it has only now gradually recovered. The always arrogant personality has also converged a lot, becoming abnormally taciturn.
"He was roughly fifty times stronger than mine a year ago." A year later, Titch, as an enemy who had fought personally, gave out accurate data for the first time.
Previously, after his failed temptation, no one was willing to touch this mold and consult the specific situation. Titch’s tyranny and arrogance are well known, and the butcher is definitely not a mere name.
The number of people he has killed himself has exceeded five figures, and most of them occurred during the Civil War. Titch's countless enemies who fled from the United States to the Latin League, after regaining their feet, collectively offered a reward of 10 billion U.S. dollars for Titch's head, but to this day, he is still alive and well.
Since Titch remained silent, the analysts could only obtain environmental data on the Australian battlefield through on-the-spot investigations after the fact, and use computers to cooperate with persons with special investigation capabilities to partially restore the situation at that time.