Just three seconds later, in an uninhabited valley 120 kilometers south of the City of Atlanta, many demigods gathered there frowned, feeling like they were in a difficult situation.
At this time, a red-haired man was standing at the top of the valley, cursing, "Mattiola, you piece of sh * t! I knew it wouldn't be anything good this time. That guy is famous for being unreliable. Also, directly starting a war in the City of Atlanta, this is really a crazy idea! I guess the mayor and Mr. President of the City of Atlanta will go crazy! We might be put on the FBI's wanted list. "
"That's not very likely. He has already said that he will try his best to lead the demigods on the opposite side to the Dark World. If it really doesn't work, the magic tower defense array in the City of Atlanta can also play a role. If it is fully activated without caring about the cost, it can barely defend against the destructive power of eight demigods. "
Alessandra Howard's fingers lit up and extinguished all the cigarette butts he had just thrown out. "As long as we kill the grandmother and granddaughter, even if the city of Atlanta suffers heavy losses and casualties, I think Mr. President will accept it. He can't possibly kill all of us, right?"
"The law doesn't punish the masses, right? But there will still be a certain punishment. "
This was a middle-aged man with brown hair wearing medieval knight armor. "This is something you need to think about. The affairs of America have nothing to do with the Old Continent. To be honest, I am very tempted. The conditions that Mattiola offered me in private are very good. "
"It's just one or two billion."
Lady Clara Konzel snorted coldly. The face of this Warlock with the appearance of a little girl was frosty: "Let me remind you that if you can't fight on a restricted battlefield, then the spatial ability of the Void Night Monarch and Andrei, as well as their snipers and the Sleeping Twins, will be displayed to the greatest extent! And the lucky André, as long as he is ruthless enough, can use the vitality of the entire city of 20 million people as nourishment to increase the strength of the many demigods under his command to the extreme. "
"But if we save the demon wolf Fenrir, we can also get help from the Scepter of the Sky and the National Association of Progressives. Mattiola has promised to invest at least five demigods in this city, which will give us an advantage in terms of demigods. As for the Sleeping Twins, we also have a way to deal with them. I think Giorgio Mattiola was right about one thing. The Sky Scepter must not fall into the hands of the lucky André. That would be a disaster for all of us. Although this trouble is also caused by the General of the Violet Family — "
The next to speak was a young man with a pale face, dark red eyes, eight magic rings on his fingers, and a crystal ball in his hand. "Of course, this war is still very risky. What do you think? Philip? "
Everyone's gazes turned towards Philip the First, who was floating in the air. Everyone knew that after this battle, the ones who would bear the greatest pressure and consequences would definitely be Philip and the Wildunstan family after the great calamity.
Philip the First was also the one who had invited most of them, so only Philip the First could decide whether to fight today or not.
At this time, the demigod who had single-handedly created the Wildenstein family was also glancing at the few people present.
Magician Ron Edmund, Demigod-level Mystic Swordsman Alexandra Howard, Demigod-level Lady Clara Konzel, Demigod-level Shadow Walker Eden Condren, Demigod-level Warrior Marquis Langstaff, Demigod-level Prince Uhtred Guimet, Demigod-level Hunter Ivan Broy, Demigod-level Dragon Bloodline Warlock Cliff Ayers.
Other than the Blood Clan Prince who came uninvited, the rest were all Demigod powerhouses that he and Alexandra Howard had invited. This was the best that he and Howard could do.
Only Demigod Warlock Roland Benedict was not here. His old friend had recently been in seclusion to adjust his state in preparation for the decisive battle that was supposed to come in a month.
There was a hint of hesitation and struggle in Philip the First's eyes. Finally, he looked at the vampire prince of the Kimitsu family.
"Your Highness, if I decide to agree to George Mattiola's request, how much more combat power can the vampires invest?"
"Not much, just two or three."
Uhtred Kimitsu frowned. "Just seven days ago, your president signed the war plan submitted by the military. The Blood Wing Grand Duchy is about to face a high-intensity war and has no time to care about other things for the time being. I can only think of a solution from the secret party now. The problem is that there are only a few vampires who can fight against the Divine Power of Life and Death. And the number of vampires who are limited to the periphery of America is even smaller. "
Philip the First was not disappointed. He was already very satisfied with Uhtred's answer. Only the Divine Power could fight against the Divine Power. The two or three vampire demigods invited by Uhtred Kimitsu were by no means comparable to ordinary princes.
So he then looked at the magician on the side. "I'm inclined to participate in the war, but Edmund, this depends on your wishes. Is it necessary to wait until that mythical equipment is refined?"
Ron Edmund, on the other hand, fixed his gaze on the sky of Atlanta in the north, his eyes deep in thought.
At this moment, no one knew that in a corner of the southern suburbs of this city, the Silver-Winged Duke Monroe Kincaid, who was covered in silver-white bandages, was also looking at the sky with a piercingly cold gaze.
This person had already entered a state of full alert. His muscles were tense, his pupils contracted tightly, and the blood vessels in his body contracted rhythmically, rising and falling with a special rhythm.
This situation only lasted for 20 seconds before Monroe Kincaid expressionlessly stretched out his hand, causing a magical image to appear in front of him.
The figure in the image was Margaret Wildenstein.
"I'm sorry, Margaret, but I have to leave this city now. As for that lucky André, there's nothing I can do. "
Margaret could not help but be stunned, and her face began to turn pale. "Mr. Kincaid, what happened? Why do you suddenly want to leave? The situation in Atlanta is clearly improving now, and the National Association of Progressives has already begun to intervene. "
"You're thinking too much, Margaret. It's only after this group of people intervened that there's trouble. The 5-star special attack general of the Violet family and his team of advisers are too conceited. "
Seeming to think that he had explained too much, Monroe Kincaid shook his head. "In short, I've done my best. For the sake of this lucky André, I've already broken my rules and stayed in this city for more than half a year. So, Marguerite. I may have to repay your mother's favor in other ways in the future.
"Also, let me remind you again. It's best for you and your brother to leave this city now, as far away as possible. Otherwise, this may be the last time we meet. This, Marguerite, is my last word of advice to you. Your enemy has already obtained a trump card, and he is now more terrifying than you think. "
"Mr. Kincaid —"
Margaret wanted to say something more, but Kincaid had already waved his hand and ended the communication with her. Then, without hesitation, he turned around and stepped into the shadows. Next, he left in the direction of the City of Atlanta.
This scene was almost completely reflected in the eyes of the other "Li Mochen" on the "Village of Destiny" Magic Tower in the air.
This sub-body of Li Mochen was holding another 3721 Linfield rifle in his hand, observing Monroe Kincaid's every move. Even if the latter kept jumping through the shadows, he still could not escape from the scope.
At this time, if there was someone familiar with firearms here, they would see that in his hand was a nearly complete version of the "Longwei" —
The red glow on the sniper rifle and the Scarlet Dragon Armor on his body were resonating with each other.
"This is a vigilant guy —"
When the famous killer had completely left the City of Atlanta and was far away from his shooting range, the sub-body Li Mochen could not help but mutter. Li Mochen couldn't help but mutter, knowing that the direction divination that he had spent more than three hundred wisps of Merit Qi to carry out might have gone to waste.
However, Monroe Kincaid's departure still made him secretly heave a sigh of relief. He did not have the confidence to kill this person with one shot. Even if he could do it, it would probably consume a lot of merit aura.
Judging from the style of this killer, choosing to leave meant giving up. He could temporarily let go of some of his fear of this person.
…
Li Mochen and Delphinia finally encountered an external force after their 15th warp in pursuit of the demon wolf Fenrir.
When the two of them followed the demon wolf Fenrir and stepped out of the void, Li Mochen saw a figure as majestic as an iron tower, holding a pair of Viking battle axes, stepping out of the void not far in front of them.
This person was at least 2.4 meters tall, and his muscles were bulging. At a glance, one could tell that he had the bloodline of the Viking berserkers.
After this person stepped out of the void, he only fixed his eyes on Li Mochen and Delphinia. His body, which was already as strong as an iron tower, swelled again until it was more than four meters tall, completely bursting the camouflage uniform that did not have epaulets on it. Before that, the exaggeratedly large battle axe in this person's hand had already slashed forward with an imposing aura that could split mountains and split seas.
Li Mochen's pupils also contracted slightly. The guy in front of him was not only a demigod berserker, but also relied on the mythical weapon in his hand to grasp the 'Divine Right of Force'. In addition, he also had good achievements in the 'Lightning Speed Law Domain', almost close to the Divine Right level.
At this time, the intelligent system inside the Light Demon 8 also projected this person's information in front of Li Mochen — 'Lieutenant General Coombe Wilton, professional Magical Berserker, 244 years old, retired in 3938 of the Radiant Calendar, currently working for the Mattiola (Violet) family, serving as a special security consultant for the Violet Security Company. Innate abilities: Viking Berserk, God's Descent, Divine Right of Force — '
Li Mochen did not look at the latter information, because this guy was not an enemy he needed to face.
As early as when Delphinia began to erupt, he had already judged that his wishful thinking would not work, which meant that his previous arrangements were no longer necessary. If his side wanted to gain a strategic and tactical advantage, he could only gather strength as quickly as possible and seize the 'Sky Scepter' from the hands of the demonic wolf Fenrir as quickly as possible.
So as early as three minutes ago, his subordinates, including Victor Maxim, Professor Alex Galans, and Professor Douglas Duncan, had already returned to Atlanta from the World of Darkness under his orders.
In the next instant, the figure of the 'Blood-eyed Angel' Robert Yvonne leaped out from behind him and caught Lieutenant General Coombe Wilton's Viking Tomahawk. The main sword of the 'Wind God's Tooth', which was as heavy as a door, was like a toothpick in front of the Viking Tomahawk, which was at least three meters wide. Robert Yvonne's petite body seemed extremely small in comparison to Wilton's almost five-meter-tall body, which was as stalwart as a mountain.
However, the 'Blood-eyed Angel' Robert still easily blocked the bombardment of Wilton's heavy axe. She only needed to slide back five steps to force the pair of Viking Tomahawks to bounce back.
Robert was not particularly good at strength, nor did she have the Divine Right of Force, but she was still a Berserker with the bloodline of Beowulf. In addition, the 'Wind God's Tooth' in her hands had obtained the innate abilities of a demigod and twelve Level-5 Legends. And among these abilities, there were at least five that could greatly increase her strength! Even if she were to face the Berserker in front of her, she would not be at a disadvantage.
"Boom!"
At this time, the aftershocks and shockwaves from the battle between the two had already swept out in all directions. In just an instant, the street they were on had been destroyed to the point that it was almost riddled with holes.
The magic tower array of the City of Atlanta, as well as the defensive array of the surrounding buildings, were all activated at the first moment. But even so, some of the buildings near them still shook violently, and a large number of glass walls shattered. The cars that were shuttling through the streets were thrown out like toys. A few people who had not had time to escape into the buildings were directly crushed into meat paste by their strength.
And just before the second confrontation between Robert and Wilton began, the figures of Li Mochen and the demonic wolf Fenrir had already left. The latter's situation was already extremely bad. Apart from the Sky Scepter, almost all of the magic treasures and magic scrolls on him had been used up, and he did not know how much medicine he had used. Even his right arm had been cut off by Li Mochen's Blood Cherry Blade.
However, the demonic wolf Fenrir's originally ashen face had a slight smile on it.
"Look, lucky André, you can't kill me! If I'm not mistaken, that should be Lieutenant General Wilton. The National Association of Progressives and the Violet family are ready to intervene directly. It seems that the Sky Scepter in my hand still has some weight, doesn't it? "
"Then I can only say that they have made a wrong choice."
Li Mochen did not care. At this time, his blade was only a foot away from the demonic wolf Fenrir. If Fenrir did not have other means like "Venus's Redemption," then in one-thirtieth of a second, he could make the mad wolf's soul fly away and scatter.
However, the interference from others happened as he had expected.
A tall, fourteen-story magic tower loomed in the space barrier between the astral world and the main material world.
That should be the magic tower of the Violet family's mage adviser, Ebb Garrison, and its owner was a powerful Demigod mage.
A magical radiance descended from the sky, causing the demonic wolf Fenrir to flash 57 meters away, temporarily avoiding Li Mochen's fatal attack.
However, it was too late for him to do more. The Demigod mage Faust's magic tower, "Breath of Magic," also appeared in the Atlanta interplane layer.
His magic tower was also fourteen-story high. The moment it appeared, three "Annihilation Magic Cannons" with maximum power blasted toward the opponent.
This mage's fighting style was extraordinarily swift and fierce. While the cannons were bombarding, the fourteen-story magic tower directly crashed into the "Origin of Secret Word."
At the same time, Professor Alex Galanz's "Ideal Herb Garden" and Douglas Duncan's "Forbidden Gate" also appeared, causing the brilliance of magic to shine in the sky of the entire Atlanta.
At this moment, the entire City of Atlanta sounded a harsh siren. The beams of red warning lights were also shining in the sky above the City of Atlanta.
The vehicles on the street were thrown away, and everyone was running frantically, trying to hide in the nearest air-raid shelter or subway station.
The twenty-four magic towers also completely showed up in the sky above the City of Atlanta. This was a sign that the magic tower array was fully activated.
"Another two twelve-story magic towers. That should be Robert Linden's" Glory Barrier, "and Byron Linden's" Steel Cannon Tower! " They should have received help and built two more floors of magic towers. That's the "Origin of Magic" of the Violet family, Richard Tyson — "
On the 95th floor of the magnificent "Amethyst" building, Rosie Fandrick, the heir of the Fandrick family, stood behind the glass wall, looking at the many magic towers that appeared in the sky with a pale face. "The Demigod hunter" Bloody Bond "of the National Association of Progressives, and the" Dragon Swordsman "Claude Kidd, Prince Claudel of the Blood Clan Secret Party. Crazy! These people are crazy — do they want to destroy the City of Atlanta? "
At this time, beside him, the leader of the Fandrick family, Heinze Fandrick, also looked green. "George Mattiola!"
This person roared through gritted teeth, and his voice was filled with hatred.
"The situation is very tricky!"
Another Demigod of the Fandrick family, Zooey Fandrick, also looked gloomy. "Just now, the number of Demigods on both sides has already reached more than 16. If this goes on, the magic tower array can only last for ten minutes at most. "
Under his gaze, there were already two Demigods who had climbed up to Alex Galanz's "Ideal Herb Garden" and Douglas Duncan's "Forbidden Gate."
If he was not mistaken, it should be the Demigod Warrior Marquis Langstaff and the Demigod Dragon Disciple Warlock Cliff Ayers. The purpose of the two was to restrain the enemy.
Alex Galanz and Douglas Duncan's professional level was only at the Legendary level. But on the battlefield, whether it was lethality or auxiliary ability, mages were the top among the magic ability professionals. As long as they were given the space to perform, killing those of a higher level would be a common occurrence.
Moreover, the Magic Towers of these two were extraordinarily extraordinary and powerful. They both had the potential to become Forbidden Spells.
In addition, near Li Mochen and the others, there were also two figures fighting.
They were both Demigod Shadows. One of them should be Philip the First's old friend, the Demigod Shadow Eden Condron, and the other should be the Red Widow Caroline Zhukov.
What surprised him was that the latter was actually able to fight dozens of rounds with the Demigod Shadow Eden Condron, who had ignited his divine fire for 130 years. The speed of these two people far surpassed that of ordinary Demigods, be it in terms of movement or hand speed. The frequency of their attacks could reach more than a thousand times in a second, and they could guarantee more than 70% of their strength.
And these two people were also equipped with a spear and a dagger. This caused bullets to fly and sparks to fly between them. There were already two buildings around them that could not withstand the shockwaves and overflow of their confrontation and collapsed!
"After Viktor Maxim, another demigod —"
Zooey Van Drick's eyes could not help but flash with a strong sense of fear. "I have to say, this Godly Right of Life and Death is too powerful."
There was a double meaning to his words. One was that Red Widow Caroline Zhukov, who had reached the end of her life potential, was actually able to recover her vitality under the Godly Right of Li Mochen and advance to a demigod. The second was that he was referring to the battle between the two demigod Recluses.
The Red Widow's combat talent and combat awareness were undoubtedly top-notch. During the Cold War era ten years ago, countless federal agents were extremely afraid of her.
However, this woman had just entered the Demigod realm. There was still a certain gap between her and the mid-level Demigod Eden Condron.
But at this moment, the battle between the two of them was evenly matched. Caroline Zhukov even seemed to have a slight advantage. This was all because of André's Godly Right of Life and Death. He deprived the enemy of his life force and used it to strengthen his own life force and strength. This allowed Red Widow to attack unscrupulously. Even with her extreme speed, she was still destroying her muscles and bones, her skin, and her flesh. She did not need to worry about this. The lucky André could restore her to her original state in an instant.
Of course, this was also thanks to the Sleeping God Gemini.
Although the two of them did not appear, they were already playing a role. On the entire battlefield, the mental willpower of Philip the First and the many demigods of the National Progressives Association were weakened to varying degrees.
Although the Sleeping God Gemini did not successfully make them fall asleep, it greatly reduced the speed at which they attacked. The frequency at which they cast magic was also slightly affected.
"I know that many people are afraid of him. They are afraid of that little guy's growth. But no matter how afraid they are, they should not pay the price of the destruction of this city! "
Rosie Fandrick's voice was filled with anger and anxiety. "Father, I think we should do something. We must drive them away from the World of Darkness."
"You are right, Rosie —"
Although Heinze Fandrick used a gratified tone, there was still a flash of bitterness in his eyes. "The problem is that we currently lack a powerful Spell Caster."
This was the predicament of the Fandrick family. With the death of the previous patriarch, the powerful Fandrick family no longer had the combat power of a peak demigod. They also did not have a demigod-level Spell Caster.
This also caused them to not even be able to protect the mythical weapon, Longwei, that they had already obtained.
"Then let this war end as soon as possible!"
Zooey Fandrick's expression was also filled with helplessness. "We might have to choose a side, Heinze, unless we want this city to be completely destroyed."
"I know, but the question is, which side should we stand on?"
Heinze Fandrick's expression was complicated. "The 'Blood-eyed Angel' Robert Yvonne, the Sleeping God Gemini, Faust, Caroline Zhukov, Victor Maxim, Professor Alex Galanz, Douglas Duncan, Robert Linden, Byron Linden — this is already the combat power of nine demigods, isn't it?"
If the strength and background of both sides were considered, then standing on the side of the National Association of Progressives, which was the main body of the three supreme families, seemed to be the best choice.
But only in terms of the war that had already broken out, the strength shown by the grandfather and grandson was equally powerful to the point of making people speechless.
And in Heinze's senses, there were still several extremely powerful auras lying dormant inside the building called Wildenstein.
"But I guess now, there are people who have a bigger headache than us. For example, Mr. Mayor, Mr. Werther, the chairman of the Magic Tower Committee, and our President. "
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