Chapter 689: The President’s Flag
At the same time, the white-haired President stared at the blood-like sky, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.
Behind him, the sound of rapid footsteps came.
Then someone yelled: "Master Chief! You must withdraw!"
"The person coming is one of the three pillars of the old rulers, the black goat representing [darkness], Shub Nicholas!" "
The money won't come. The demon-suppressing envoy is still delaying the opponent, but his heart is broken and he cannot hold him back for too long!"
The president said calmly: "Leave?"
"Have you ever seen the commander who abandoned his people and fled first?"
That one ? The blood-covered Guards said desperately: "My lord! It doesn't matter if Kyoto is lost! As long as you are still alive, there is hope for China!"
The lord shook his head: "No, you don't understand. If I leave, The spirit of Middle-earth is gone."
He walked to his large desk, opened the drawer, and took out a red battle flag.
The color of this battle flag is not bright, and is even a bit dark red, a bit like the blood left on it after it is dyed red.
He gently stroked the flag, and then waved his hand. The flag unfolded like a waterfall, and the golden stars on it bloomed like bright stars.
The commander-in-chief turned around and said: "Help me find a combat uniform, and then gather all the soldiers in the commander-in-chief's palace who can still fight, and join me on the battlefield!" The
guard, who was covered in blood, instantly became excited.
You must know that after the end of the Dharma Age, everyone's soul strength will increase.
Even some of the most favored people's soul levels directly reached B level overnight!
There has always been a rumor in the Governor's Mansion that the Governor was actually affected by the Dharma Ending Era and his soul skyrocketed.
He is also the seventh generation commander-in-chief of China, adhering to the national destiny.
Once you become an exorcist, you will definitely be one of the top masters in Middle-earth.
But this statement is just a guess. No one knows whether the president is an exorcist or not, and how powerful he is.
Now the president has to wear combat uniforms and go to the front line in person. Apart from anything else, the morale improvement alone is huge!
Even the president is not afraid of death, so what else do you have to be afraid of?
The guard saluted and trotted away quickly.
After he left, the president gently stroked the slightly worn flag and said softly: "Six seniors, you haven't been on the battlefield for a long time, right?" "
But the enemy this time is a little different. I know if you can withstand it."
On the flag, dark red spots flickered faintly, as if in response to the words of the seventh-generation commander-in-chief.
...
the same time.
In the Kyoto First Academy of Sciences, Zhang Shijie was already standing at the top of the experimental building.
He didn't take action rashly, but his deep gaze had already looked far away and for a long time.
He saw the demon-suppressing soldiers advancing one after another, but one after another died at the hands of the old god.
He saw fire all around, and he didn't know how many people were forced out, and were killed by the old gods.
He saw a bloody hole in Qian Bu Lai's heart, but he still kept fighting.
Then Zhang Shijie closed his eyes.
There's still a little bit left, a little bit left!
Suddenly, a figure jumped up and sat next to Zhang Shijie naturally.
The visitor was wearing a white academician uniform and was obviously a senior academician of the First Academy of Sciences in China.
He said softly: "We can't take action yet."
Zhang Shijie said: "How long do we have to wait?"
Academician Baipao smiled bitterly: "That weapon is still being debugged. Because it is an experimental product, we cannot guarantee its safety. ."
Zhang Shijie pointed at the bloody sky and said word by word: "Now all those who can fight in Kyoto have come forward."
"Every minute, every second, people are dying! Money can't suppress the demons. Even though they are dead, they are still fighting with this dead body!"
"Academician Chen, do you still want me to wait?" Academician Chen said firmly: "Even if they are all dead, you still have to Wait!"
"The strength of Black Goat's soul has exploded! In the entire Kyoto, no one is his opponent! Even if the weapon successfully hits him, it may not be able to kill him!" "
Without this weapon, you can't go up. Die!"
Zhang Shijie was silent.
After a while, he said: "I'll wait ten more minutes! In ten minutes, I will find a way to kill the black goat!"
"You'd better speed up!"
Ten minutes...
Zhang Shijie could only wait ten minutes.
He is self-aware that the Black Goat is a top expert who has reached the ultimate level. Even if he has fallen to the extreme level now, he is still at the peak of the god level. It can be said that he is standing at the top of the pyramid.
He was only an S-class, so he had no idea whether he could kill the Black Goat.
But he had to do it.
Because he was the only S-class strongman in the entire Kyoto
...
At the same time, in the first prison of the Demon Suppression Tower, three thousand Demon Suppression Instructors had already assembled.
But instead of setting off, they waited.
They are waiting for Yang Zhenjing.
He is also the warden of the Demon Suppression Tower.
At this time, Yang Zhenyu was standing on the sixth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, staring at the three cells in front of him with bright eyes.
There are only three prisons on the sixth floor, imprisoning three peak A-level experts.
There seems to be nothing in the prison on the far left, but the occasional flash of arcs of electricity on the iron bars of the prison can reflect a faint shadow.
In the middle cell, there was a little boy who was only seven or eight years old.
The little boy had no clothes on, he was naked, thin and small, and he looked very cute and cute.
Only when he opens his mouth, you will be surprised to find that his mouth is full of fangs.
The prison on the far right is more interesting.
It was a black snake more than three meters long.
An S-class snake.
Yang Zhenyu looked at the three prisons in front of him and said expressionlessly: "My meaning has been made very clear, one life for one!"
"As long as you can kill an S-class old god, I represent Middle-earth will release you unconditionally!"
"All you need to do is write your name on the oath and commitment letter with your soul!"
The three-meter-long black snake suddenly said: "S-level?"
"Do you think S-level is just a cabbage? Just kill if you ask?"
"We are only the peak of A-level. Even if we want to kill, we can't do it!"
Yang Zhenyu said coldly: "The difficulty is indeed very high, but you have to I think, I am sentenced to life imprisonment. If there are no accidents, it is basically impossible to think of it in this life." "That's
all I have to say, you can make your own choice whether to join or refuse."
That little boy The boy grinned, and his mouth full of fangs made him look extremely frightened.
He said: "We only kill false gods! If you want to kill the S-level true gods, you have to go to the seventh floor!"
When the seventh floor was mentioned, everyone couldn't help but feel hurt and terrified.
Even in the seemingly empty prison, a graceful figure was looming.
The prisoner in that cell turned out to be a girl!
(End of chapter)