Niu Mountain Scenic Area.
It was early April, and the flowers were in full bloom. However, there were no tourists in the scenic area. Citing safety reasons, the scenic area had been closed since last year and had not officially opened for business until now.
Military trucks drove into the scenic area and arrived at the foot of the mountain. The trucks were painted green and looked more powerful and heavy than normal trucks.
The importance of road construction had been deeply ingrained in the hearts of the people over the past few decades. Thanks to the development of the transportation network, even such a large truck could smoothly drive to the scenic area.
There were surveillance drones flying all over the mountain, and pairs of uniformed guards could be seen patrolling the mountain at any time. The area had been sealed off, and no one was allowed to approach.
Even the natives of the tourist area who relied on the mountain to make a living were blocked out of the scenic area.
After the military trucks arrived at the foot of the mountain, they did not stop. Instead, they turned into a temporarily excavated mountain road. This mountain road was excavated by a super large mine excavator. Ten super large excavators were completely working, and it took them two days to reach the top of the mountain.
The military trucks were loaded with all kinds of missiles. They slowly drove away from the trucks and came to the crane set up at the top of the mountain. A group of employees jumped out of the trucks and helped their colleagues who were waiting by the crane to load the missiles.
The mechanical arms turned and transported the missiles to the entrance of the Pantheon Palace, which was a cliff dozens of meters away!
A young man with a cigarette in his mouth looked up at the missiles that were slowly moving toward the cliff and asked his colleagues, "Are these things really effective against the Ancient Fey?"
"Who knows?" The colleagues around him replied, "Whether it's effective or not isn't something we should consider. We'll do whatever the company's higher-ups say. They know better than us how to fight a war. "
The young man asked again, "Will the Ancient Fey come? Can such an obvious formation fool the Ancient Fey? Give it back to me, and I definitely won't come. "
This question was not out of line, so he could boldly ask it.
The group of colleagues looked at each other, but they could not give an answer. They were junior employees of Bosch. They could be considered experts usually, but in this battle, they were just doing hard work as militia.
No one complained, which was already very good. At least the company did not let them be cannon fodder.
At this moment, the colleagues who were guarding the employees looked at the newcomers who were transporting the weapons and said, "Don't just stand there, it's time to recite the slogan."
They were busy with work and did not have time to recite the slogan.
The remaining employees took a deep breath and said in unison, "Is the Vanquisher an idiot?"
The employees who were transporting the weapons paused for a moment before replying in unison, "Yes."
Batches of weapons were sent into the Myriad God Palace. After everything was over, a senior employee flew out of the Myriad God Palace. He looked around and announced loudly, "Leave the Ox Mountain Scenic Area immediately. The Myriad God Palace is about to close."
At the same time, everyone present received an evacuation message on their cell phones, telling them that the Pantheon Palace was about to close and everyone had to evacuate.
Dorgon's secret base.
Qing Shi, who was casually chatting about the situation of the world and telling his two allies about the customs of the ancient times, suddenly stopped talking. His androgynous voice revealed an obvious emotional fluctuation, "She's going to close the entrance of the Pantheon Palace."
Dorgon and Baker Richardson frowned at the same time. They sensed something unusual from the information.
"Do you have a way to enter the Pantheon Palace after it closes?" Baker Richardson asked after some deliberation.
"It's not difficult to open the Pantheon Palace's entrance. With the combined power of two Ultimate Daos, we can break it open after some time. It will just take some time. "Master Qing said.
"How long?" Dorgon asked.
"Two days at the earliest." Master Qing said, "I remember that we forced our way into the Pantheon Palace back then, but I can't remember what happened after that. All the rulers, including me, were suppressed. "
Dorgon ruminated over the information over the next two days.
"Since the Pantheon Palace can be opened by force, what's the meaning of this? Why are they closing the entrance to the Pantheon Palace?" Baker Richardson frowned. "To buy time?"
Dorgon gently closed the lid of his tea. "They are the ones lacking time, but such an action is clearly beneficial to us. If I were them, I would do everything possible to lure us out. "
Master Qing laughed sinisterly. "Isn't this a ploy to lure us out? Think about it. Why would they hide in the Pantheon Palace at this juncture and buy a few days of time?"
Dorgon and Baker Richardson were smart people. When they heard that, they immediately realized something. "The fruit has ripened?!"
"No, this is most likely a ruse. It's a ploy to lure us out. Once we can't sit still and take the initiative to jump out, we will fall into their trap, "Baker Richardson analyzed.
"However, if we watch from the sidelines, we might fall right into their trap." Master Qing said slowly, "No one knows when the fruit will ripen, but one thing is for sure — it will be soon.
"From the first time Li Xianyu backtracked after his death, its power began to recover. According to our speculation, he had backtracked in Japan before. That was a sign of the fruit's further recovery. So, it's entirely possible that it's recovering soon. "
Dorgon and Baker Richardson fell silent.
This was an overt plot. If they went, it might be an ambush. If they didn't go, the fruit might be ripening inside.
Once the fruit ripened, they would have nothing to do with it. Their eternal plan would be for naught.
"Alright, I understand." Baker Richardson shrugged. "You just said that they might be able to produce a half-step Extreme Grade under the effect of the Evolution Flesh. Of course, this doesn't change anything. But the Army Destroyer Ruler still has a clone that hasn't recovered. What are our chances of winning now? "
"I can hold back the Pantheon Palace Master and the Unparalleled War Soul, but I can't defeat them. Similarly, they won't be able to do anything to me in a short time, "Master Qing said.
His two doppelgangers were no match for an ordinary expert. He was confident that he could deal with the Master of the Myriad God Palace and the Unparalleled Fighting Soul. However, it would be very dangerous for him. The two doppelgangers were equivalent to his real body. If he died in the Myriad God Palace, he would be completely dead.
Baker Richardson thought about it and said, "I'll deal with Qin Ze. He doesn't have a healing Esper Ability, and the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi can restrain him."
Dorgon said nonchalantly, "Then I'll deal with Li Xianyu and the other two. It's not difficult to deal with three half-step Extreme Grade powerhouses."
After a pause, seeing that the two did not add anything, Dorgon continued, "Since they have chosen to fight with their backs against the wall, then let's satisfy them. But we can't completely not make arrangements. President Baker, it's time for you to play your role. Let the Blood Descendants of the Superpower Association attack the various Bosch divisions. "
Baker Richardson frowned and then understood Dorgon's intention. He wanted to use the various Bosch divisions as' hostages' to see if he could force Qin Ze and the others out of the Pantheon Palace.
However, how could he receive news from the outside world while he was in the Pantheon Palace?
Was he trying to push this war to the end? Whether the fruit was ripe or not, he wanted to deal a heavy blow to the Bosch organization so that this official organization would completely lose its threat. This way, even if they fell for the trap, the Bosch would still be at a disadvantage when the next war started.
All the experts were in the Pantheon Palace, and it would be up to who could hold the fort outside.
Baker Richardson stared at Master Qing for a moment. "How did you receive the information?"
He did not see him answer the phone or read the text message, nor did his subordinates come in to report.
"I've parasitized the puppets outside, sharing their senses and freely manipulating their behavior. This isn't a normal parasitism. The puppets have lost their self-awareness, so they won't be forced out by the Bosch's little tricks, "Master Qing said calmly.
However, being forced to scold himself was not a good experience.
New York time, 9: 50 AM.
Superpower Association Headquarters, Assembly Hall.
The Superpower Association had three Vice Presidents, namely Milaris King, Justin Jean, and Kanid Shogiba.
The latter had succeeded Walter Jones after he fell in the Pantheon Palace.
In addition, there were twenty-two senior officers and thirty-eight directors. The former was an important leader of the Superpower Association, managing the affairs of the various state branches. The latter was the representative of the Superpower Association's subsidiary forces.
Currently, there were more than 60 people gathered in the hall. Every one of them was a famous figure in the American Bloodline World. At the same time, they were also the ones at the top of the pyramid of power in the American Bloodline world.
This meeting was convened by Baker Richardson. As the President of the Superpower Association, he had such power, and the convening of such a meeting usually meant that something big had happened that could not be ignored.
Everyone present was well aware of this.
A war was coming in the Bloodline world.
The fall of the Buddha Head, the Bosch said that it was Baker Richardson who did it. Although the Superpower Association did not admit this to the outside world, everyone present was at the top of the pyramid and knew it.
After the incident, President Baker chose to stay in the Far East instead of returning to the United States. This was the best proof.
Why did he choose to stay in the Far East? Did he really form an alliance with Gu Yao? What was he plotting? What was his purpose?
The big shots of the Superpower Association were extremely curious and took it seriously.
Ten minutes before the meeting started, the Vice President Justin coughed and smiled. "When I went out today, the guys from the Dawn Alliance found me and said that they wanted to attend the meeting.
"I asked them, is it the federal government or the state government that has the final say?
"They answered me, the Ministry of Finance has the final say."
Light laughter came.
The Superpower Association was an official organization of the Bloodline world established by the federal government. However, the Superpower Association was not the only official organization in the United States. Including the Dawn Alliance, there were three other official organizations in the United States.
However, the influence of these official organizations was limited to one state.
This was because they were official organizations of the Bloodline world established by one or several states.
In the United States, the state governments and the federal government kept each other in check. The state governments could make their own laws (excluding the constitution). If the federal government's policies conflicted with the state government's, the state government could choose not to adopt the federal government's policies.
Therefore, many states had their own official organizations of the Bloodline world and did not allow the Superpower Association to establish a branch in their territory.
When the Superpower Association was first established, it only managed twelve states. It had gradually developed to its current scale by relying on money and the prestige of extreme masters.
At this time, it was 10: 00, and the meeting officially began.
The curtain behind the three Vice Presidents slowly slid down. The projector's beam shone on the curtain, and a few seconds later, Baker Richardson's figure appeared.
This president was holding a cup of brightly glazed tea, and the background was a huge ink painting.
Baker Richardson looked around at everyone. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm glad to see you here. You didn't miss the meeting, which proves that I haven't been abandoned. "
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