It was already late at night.
When Baker Richardson returned to the headquarters of the Supers Association, it was exactly three o 'clock in the morning.
In China, it was around three o 'clock in the afternoon the next day.
The city where the headquarters of the Supers Association was located was known as the financial capital of the world. Anyone who had studied and was knowledgeable in the world had basically heard of its name.
One could imagine its status in the United States of America and the world.
What was three o 'clock in the morning to this city? It was a world-class metropolis, a city that never sleeps. The lights were bright all night, and there were still millions of people active in the city, either enjoying themselves all night or working all night.
The darkness did not belong here, and neither did the life of resting at sunset.
Those who enjoyed themselves all night and worked all night did not know that the security of this world-class metropolis had quietly increased several times over.
The police set up checkpoints at every city entrance and exit to check all vehicles entering and exiting.
Drones patrolled over the city, and any signs of trouble would be discovered immediately.
The United States army was gathering here with real guns and live ammunition, and there were even tanks and various vehicle-mounted missiles.
The Bloodline families and Bloodline organizations also quietly moved to protect the relevant personnel and key strongholds.
The families of the big shots were arranged to stay in the underground security system, which was an underground shelter that even missiles could not blast open.
Only ordinary people were unaware of all this.
In the headquarters of the Supers Association, Baker Richardson, who had returned to human form, wore a well-ironed suit and shiny leather shoes as he pushed open the door of the conference room.
The meeting was called by Baker Richardson, and he himself was fifteen minutes late, making all the directors wait for him.
The directors' eyes followed his footsteps. The atmosphere was not good, which could be seen from the directors' solemn eyes.
"Ladies and gentlemen, relax." Baker Richardson stepped on the red carpet and came to the throne that belonged to his president.
On his left were the two vice presidents, Milaris King and Justin Jean, and on his right was Vice President Kanid Shojiba.
Among the three, Milaris King was a solid supporter of Baker Richardson, Justin Jean was neutral, and Vice President Shojiba was not on good terms with Baker Richardson.
Because his father was seriously ill in bed, Gunsax, who took his place in various affairs, said loudly, "President Baker, you should think about how to deal with the matter in front of you."
He was referring to the fact that Bosch, the Vatican, the Sakura Bloodline Organization, and the Belo Berg Palace were planning to attack the Supers Association.
"Yo, isn't this our youngest successor? I thought you were hiding beside Dad's sickbed, shivering in fear," Baker Richardson mocked.
Gansus snorted angrily, but he did not dare to talk back to President Beck.
McCarthy, who had light blonde hair, said, "President Baker, the battle in the Far East has failed. Giant and Sea King have fallen, and the Supers have suffered heavy losses. You should understand that you can't avoid this responsibility."
"I have a responsibility, but don't tell me everyone here has a responsibility as well?" Baker Richardson shrugged. "This war started because we wanted to get our hands on Li Xianyu's treasure. This is a war that we initiated."
"The war is not over yet. Now is not the time to shift the blame. We still have a chance to snatch the fruit and control the power of time. By then, everyone here will be able to enjoy the benefits of 'time'. "
"The problem now is that they will attack the headquarters of the Supers Association at any time." A middle-aged woman in a white lady's suit frowned. "There are ten million people in this city. Once they fight, who will be responsible? "
"This is not an ordinary Bloodline battle. It involves Extreme Grade and half-step Extreme Grade. You can't even count them with two hands."
Baker Richardson sneered, "Who's in charge? Who will be responsible for this war? Who will be responsible for World War II? Who will be responsible for the defeat? When we decided to send people to attack the Bosch branch, we should have prepared for this. "
"The war has already started. What we need to do is not consider the losses, but how to win."
These people, when there were benefits, would swarm over like sharks that smelled blood.
Did they not consider Bosch's revenge?
Impossible, they had already considered it. If nothing unexpected happened, the core figures of the family would either move or hide underground.
"I believe everyone is fully prepared to fight against the enemy."
Gansack snorted. "Just in time, the super warriors that the Association has been researching can be put to use."
Baker Richardson said, "It's not enough. Immediately contact all the affiliated forces and ask them to send experts to support us. Tell them that if we win, we will share the entire Bloodline World.
"For this, I have prepared a big gift. I believe everyone will like it."
Milaris King took out his phone and made a call. A moment later, the door of the conference room was pushed open. A dozen people dressed like butlers in suits came in, holding silver trays.
Every council member was given a large gift box. Inside the gift box were pieces of flesh and blood that had been cut off.
"Everyone knows the whole story of the civil strife in the Japanese Bloodline World. I believe I don't need to explain what this is."
The directors looked at the wriggling flesh and blood in surprise. They naturally knew about the Tenjin Association and understood that this was an item of Ancient Fey. Baker Richardson had formed an alliance with Ancient Fey, so it was normal for him to hand it over.
"In addition, I will tell you another piece of good news. The battle at the Pantheon Palace did not end in vain. In this battle, the Army Destroyer Ruler fell. "
The Army Destroyer Ruler fell?
The directors all looked surprised, but it was understandable. They did not manage to get the fruit in this battle, but there would definitely be casualties.
Think about it, with so many experts gathered at the Pantheon Palace, it would be impossible for them to escape unscathed.
"This is the first piece of good news. It means that we have fewer competitors." Baker Richardson changed the topic. "Next is the second piece of good news."
He personally turned on the projector and lowered the screen.
The light beam was projected on the screen, forming an image. A tall and burly Draconian stood on the deck with the shimmering sea in the background.
Even though the directors were experienced and knowledgeable, they still sucked in a breath of cold air when they saw this strange creature.
At this moment, the Draconian looked at the camera and cupped his hands at everyone.
No one cared about the polite greeting of a monster. Their attention was focused on the giant egg beside the Draconian. It was swallowing red light in the darkness like a work of art.
The Draconian was already very tall and burly, but this egg was twice as tall as him. It was as tall as a two-story building.
"The remains of the Phoenix. This is our victory prize in the Pantheon Palace," Baker Richardson said loudly.
After a moment of silence, there was a low uproar. The directors could no longer maintain their composure.
They were shocked and overjoyed as they whispered to each other.
The master of the Pantheon Palace fell just like that?
This was said to be the strongest overlord of the Ancient Era, the invincible existence that suppressed eight ancient demons single-handedly, had actually left early.
The directors were naturally overjoyed. The strongest enemy and the greatest threat had been eradicated.
How could they not be overjoyed?
In this joyous and excited atmosphere, someone said softly with a hoarse voice, "I'm so happy, everyone."
The voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.
Everyone turned their heads in surprise. It was a middle-aged director named Aaron. He had black hair mixed with silver, and there were thin crow's feet at the corner of his eyes.
"Eirron?" The person beside him called out blankly.
The next moment, his head disappeared. It was held in the hands of the middle-aged Aaron. At the same time, Aaron revealed his true appearance. He tore off the human skin mask on his face, and with a loud cracking sound, he turned into a young man in his early twenties.
He had handsome facial features, and his eyes contained the vicissitudes of life that shouldn't be present at his age.
Li Xianyu!!
Dozens of directors stood up at the same time and avoided him like a wild beast.
"Sit, everyone, sit." Li Xianyu's gaze swept across everyone calmly. "President Baker, please sit."
Was it difficult for a half-step extreme dao expert to sneak into another country?
Not at all.
Baker Richardson knew this, so he didn't waste any time. His figure suddenly disappeared, and he charged toward Li Xianyu.
What was this called?
This was called not taking the path to heaven, but going to hell when there was no door.
A mere half-step extreme dao expert actually dared to appear in front of him.
Bang!
Suddenly, a figure flashed out from the crowd that was retreating in panic. He punched the void, and his aura exploded. Baker Richardson's figure appeared.
Baker Richardson didn't move. He had just been intercepted, but the figure spat out blood and flew backward.
He was also a young man in his twenties. He was handsome, calm, and gentle.
Qin Ze!
The directors were stunned. Two enemy experts had actually snuck into the conference hall. Was the headquarters' security system just for show?
Is it a counterfeit from China for 50 cents?
Were there more?
Sure enough, there were more.
After Qin Ze, five more traitors appeared among the dozens of directors.
Two of them quickly met up with Li Xianyu and formed a joint attack formation. The other three replaced Qin Ze and charged toward Baker Richardson.
These five people were Li Peiyun, Dan Chenzi, Leonid Khrushchev, Dragon Knight, and Blood Knight.
"President Baker, don't attack. Please don't attack. We haven't left yet," McCarthy, who had light blonde sideburns, shouted loudly and ran toward the conference hall's door.
Led by him, dozens of directors scrambled to escape, warning President Baker not to attack and not to implicate them.
This was like a rat's poop spoiling the whole pot of porridge. Li Xianyu looked at McCarthy's fleeing back and couldn't help but think of how Victoria lied to Taoist Master Hua Yu at the Dao Discussion Conference. She said that her family, the McCarthy Family, was a force that the Vatican had planted in the United States.
She hit the nail on the head!
That's right, the McCarthy Family was secretly supported by the Vatican. They had been planning since World War II. There were many similar families, but only the McCarthy Family had climbed to their current position.
This secret would only be known by the current leader of the family.
Even Victoria herself didn't know that she had once revealed the secret with a single sentence.
Li Xianyu and the others could easily sneak into the headquarters building because they had the McCarthy Family's cover. They had also prepared the human skin masks of the replaced in advance to help Li Xianyu and the others deceive the public.
With the help of the internal members of the board of directors, wouldn't it be easy to sneak in?
Bosch was able to know the secret of the Superpower Association's invasion in the first place because the Blood Knight had passed it on, and the Blood Knight had used McCarthy's channel.
"Light!"
Leonid snapped his fingers, and the lights in the conference room dimmed.
Baker Richardson, on the other hand, saw darkness in front of him. His retina temporarily lost its ability to capture the refraction of light.
He was no stranger to similar experiences. He had been blind once in the Pantheon Palace.
McCarthy, Gunn Sachs, Milaris King, Justine Jean, Canned Shojiba.
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