London, England, Century Building, Lambert Street.
John Sawers, the director of the British MI6, slammed his fist on the table and said angrily,
"That damned Kang Tae-chu! He killed Zeus! How are we going to explain this to the president and the Holy See?
"Up until now, he has killed Zeus, Athena, and Apollo, twelve main gods! And fourteen Divine Knights! This is the worst loss the Palace of the Gods has suffered since its establishment!
"We have to take revenge, take revenge ten times, a hundred times!"
"Mr. Director, I understand how you feel!"
Hera shook her head with a hint of fear on her face.
"But Jiang Taichu's battle prowess is extremely powerful! With the Palace of the Gods, I'm afraid we'll never be able to turn the tables! "
She reported everything one by one.
"Are we going to ask those true descendants of the Gods to take action?"
Director John murmured with a grave expression, "But we've finally escaped their control!"
"You mean the Gods' Judgement Department?"
Hera had a complicated expression on her face. "Legend has it that they're true descendants of the Gods. Once they appear, they'll cause the rise of the gods, and the world order will be in chaos! "
"They can take action in the name of the Holy See!" Director John was in a dilemma, and his expression was grave.
Suddenly, his phone rang. It was an internal call from his secretary. "General Keynes of the United States Department of Defense has invited you to the United States for a meeting! To discuss how to deal with Kang Tae-chu! "
At the same time, the National Defense and Special Intelligence Departments that had received the secret information were paying attention to this news.
With the allocation of funds, teams of experts were quickly formed. Research and analysis teams were also operating quickly.
On this day, Kang Tae-chu's name resounded in all the major countries. No one could ignore his existence.
…
At this time, Jiang Tian had already repaired his damaged body and recovered to the peak of Qi Refinement Stage Seven. He even showed signs of breaking through to Stage Eight.
This was the advantage of the Geng Metal Divine Body.
Raising and tempering his cultivation in battle, as long as he could not kill them, would make Jiang Tian even stronger.
"Qing Linzi, didn't you say he was injured?"
When they heard that the old dragon's life and death were unknown, they returned to the Changshou Tribe and were stunned.
The old dragon had actually recovered. What was even stranger was that it had grown four claws, and the scales all over its body had turned purplish-gold.
This fellow was sitting in the middle of the pond, one of his claws digging his nose in a carefree manner while the other hand was roasting a monkey over the bonfire.
"How did he change?" Lin Fengmian exclaimed.
"This, this is exactly the same as the legendary True Dragon!" Zhang Qianlei couldn't believe it.
In 1934, he slaughtered a flood dragon in Yingkou's Tiantai Village, which was exactly the same as the old dragon.
However, he had never seen a true dragon with dragon claws in his 100 years of life.
"I don't know either!" Qing Linzi was also confused.
This old dragon's recovery ability is too strong. Also, how did you grow claws?
Only Jiang Tian's eyes flashed with brilliance. He was overjoyed. It's actually a Nine Transformation Purple-Gold True Dragon! This was a mutant from the prehistoric era of the universe! It's extremely powerful. If it's lucky enough, it can surpass the human race and become a God Thearch!
This kind of prehistoric mutant had nine transformations. Every time it underwent a lightning tribulation, it would transform once and become several times stronger.
It was probably because he was electrocuted by Zeus yesterday, which was equivalent to a man-made lightning tribulation?
Jiang Tian sighed. The old dragon's luck was too good!
Before the first transformation, its appearance and aura were no different from an ordinary flood dragon. How could Jiang Tian have thought of that?
It could be said that even now, he couldn't accept it.
How could such a prehistoric mutant appear on a dead planet like Earth, which was barren of Spiritual Energy?
What a fortune!
What a fortune!
In the future, he could ride the Purple-Gold True Dragon and fly through the sky and earth. Even in the Cultivation World, he would be very awe-inspiring. He could have this mount!
"Ha, I didn't eat humans. I ate monkeys!"
Seeing Jiang Tian, the old dragon was shocked. His face was full of fear as he hurriedly carried the roasted monkey to the back.
"Eat, eat!"
Jiang Tian waved his hand and smiled. "Old dragon, your performance yesterday was very good. As expected of my servant!"
"Compared to Master, old dragon, I still have a long way to go!"
The old dragon said flatteringly in all seriousness.
"At that time, I fought with Zeus for 300 rounds and stomped on him until he was screaming and begging for mercy! Then, he fled toward Cass Lake. I couldn't be bothered with him. I thought that you were there, and since you were there, wouldn't you kill him in minutes? Hehe … "
He sighed in melancholy. "Sigh, in the end … Look, Zeus still fell! Before this, he would nod and bow when he saw me and call himself 'human pet'. Who knew that after not seeing him for a few decades, he actually became arrogant! If you don't listen to the old dragon, you will suffer! "
"The old dragon is really eloquent. He praised both of them in one sentence!" Lin Fengmian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Shi Lei and Qing Linzi were speechless. Old dragon, can we not be so exaggerated?
…
The evacuation ship sent by Hua Xia's military arrived and brought many Hua Xia refugees onto the ship.
According to Jiang Tian's arrangements, Huang Linger, Lin Fengmian, and the others also returned to China.
Zhang Qianlei, Jiang Tian, and the members of the medical aid team stayed in Sodoni.
The people in charge of the evacuation operation were actually members of the Battle Dragon Special Forces, supported by a fleet of the navy.
"Master Kang! Battle Dragon reporting to you, awaiting your instructions! "
On the dock, seeing that Jiang Tian came to send off Huang Linger and the others, Violent Dragon and the others immediately showed respect to Jiang Tian and saluted him in a standard military salute.
Although Jiang Tian had already dismissed Battle Dragon as the chief consultant of martial arts.
But in the hearts of Violent Dragon and the others, Jiang Tian would always be their teacher.
It was Jiang Tian who raised them to a realm that they didn't even dare to imagine before.
That respect and gratitude would never change.
This time, the eight of them went deep into Sodoni and fought bloody battles. They successfully escorted 81 Hua Xia refugees to the Hua Xia Embassy. They fought all the way and broke through the complicated defense line formed by the government army, the rebel army, and the Resistance Army, sending them to the ship.
However, Jiang Tian and the Cass Lake refugee camp rescued more than 200 Hua Xia refugees, more than them.
Moreover, it was Jiang Tian and Zhang Qianlei who took over the Cass Lake camp and defeated the government army that bought them precious time.
They couldn't help but admire Jiang Tian.
"Thank you for your hard work, brothers!"
Jiang Tian patted Violent Dragon's shoulder and helped him straighten his collar. His eyes revealed a trace of kindness.
"However, I've already resigned, so there's nothing to guide you. Obey the orders of your superiors and protect the lives and property of the Hua Xia refugees. It's your duty! Go home! "
"Yes, Master Kang! We promise to complete the mission! "
Violent Dragon grinned and saluted Jiang Tian again with his comrades and the navy officers on the fleet. They boarded the warship.
"Master Kang, Master Zhang, thank you!"
"You are our benefactors! We will miss you forever! "
"Master Kang, Master Zhang, take care!"
Countless Hua Xia refugees waved to Master Kang and Zhang Qianlei, tears of gratitude rolling down their cheeks.
"Sigh, I didn't do anything …"
Zhang Qianlei was polite, but a warm current surged in his heart.
After sending everyone away.
Zhang Qianlei smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, are you staying here to be an emperor and turn Sodoni into your base?"
"No, I want to turn this place into an independent, democratic, rich, and powerful modern country!" Jiang Tian said seriously.
"You can forget about it! You don't wake up early without benefits. How can you be so great? "
Zhang Qianlei glanced at him disdainfully. However, he agreed with Jiang Tian's idea from the bottom of his heart.
Back then, he was the Taoist master of the Republic of China. His status was so high that he could drink and chat with Baldy Jiang.
However, history was turbulent and the regime changed. He could not even protect the orthodoxy of the Taoist master of Longhu Mountain. He could only live under someone else's roof and become a consecrator of the Song and Lu families.
It seemed that only by supporting or even directly controlling the regime and making the regime rely on you instead of protecting you could you gain the initiative.
…
The capital, San Juan, presidential residence.
The new leader of the rebel army, Field, and the new leader of the Free Resistance Army, Isaac, were quarreling.
Three days ago, the supporters of the rebel army, the Polar Bear Mercenaries, were beaten to a pulp by the two of them.
The rebel army leader, Crown Prince Bobby, and the Free Resistance Army leader, Sodoni, had both died mysteriously in the battle. The entire Sodoni was once again in chaos.
The two of them immediately used bloody methods to suppress their competitors and became the leaders.
Yesterday morning, the masters behind the two of them, the Russian and American politicians, called the two of them to say that they would give up on their military aid and would not interfere in Sodoni's internal affairs.
Field and Isaac each had tens of thousands of troops. Neither of them gave in and both wanted to sit on the throne of the president.
The new alliance government formed by the rebel army and the Free Resistance Army also broke down.
At this moment, the two of them sat at two ends of the meeting table. They looked at one another with hatred and hostility.
Behind each of them stood a few burly men with heavy machine guns on their shoulders. Their waists were wrapped with brass bullet chains, looking like Rambo.
Beside them was a coffin. The fifteen-year-old Crown Prince Bobby laid inside quietly. Half of his head had exploded, and his pure gold crown and military uniform were covered in blood and brain matter.
A few flies were lying on top of it, greedily sucking on the juices.
It did not look like two warlords were discussing the future of a country and deciding the future and fate of a country. Instead, it looked more like two mafia bigwigs who were fighting for territory and negotiating with each other.
General Field had followed Crown Prince Bobby to form a government-in-exile in Russia and Europe. He had also studied at the Russian Army Military Academy. He was influenced by the fighting race and had a strong personality.
He held a thick cigar in his mouth and said proudly, "No matter what, Sodoni has always been a constitutional monarchy. A king is something that cannot be lacking. If you want to be the president, you must first be conferred by the king! "
"However, Crown Prince Bobby has unfortunately died in battle! We are deeply sorry for the death of Crown Prince Bobby! "
Isaac sipped his coffee casually. He did not look like he was apologizing at all.
He was gloating, "Maybe we should change the constitution and adopt a democratic republic. I will be the president, and you will be the vice president!"
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