So I Am A Demon Descendent!

Chapter 722: Yang Mou

Niushan Scenic Area.

In early April, the spring was in full bloom and the flowers were blooming, but there were no tourists in the scenic spot. The scenic spot has been closed for rectification since last year for safety reasons, and has not yet officially opened.

One by one, military trucks entered the scenic area and came to the foot of the mountain. The trucks were painted green throughout, and their appearance was more powerful and heavy than ordinary large trucks.

The importance of road construction has been ingrained in the people's hearts over the past few decades. Thanks to the development of the transportation network, even such a large man can smoothly drive to the scenic area.

There are monitoring drones flying around in the mountains and mountains. At any time, a pair of uniformed guards are patrolling the mountains. The area has been blocked and no one is allowed to approach.

Even the aboriginal people in the tourist areas that rely on mountains and mountains are blocked from the scenic area.

When the military truck arrived at the foot of the mountain, it did not stop, but turned to a temporarily excavated mountain road. This mountain road was opened with a super-large mining excavator. Ten super-large excavators were fully working and reached in two days. Peak of the side peak.

Military trucks are loaded with various on-board missiles. They slowly leave the truck and come to the hanging crane erected on the top of the mountain. A line of employees jump out of the truck to help the colleagues waiting on the hanging crane to load the on-board missile.

The robotic arm turns to carry the vehicle-mounted missile to the entrance of the Pantheon: cliffs separated by dozens of meters!

A young man smoked a cigarette, looked up at the onboard missiles slowly leaning towards the cliff, and asked his colleagues: "Do these things really work for the ancient demon?"

"Who knows," the colleagues around him replied, "Whether it is effective or not is not a question we should consider. What the company executives say, we will do it. How to fight, they know better than us."

The young man asked again, "Will the ancient demon come, can such a clear battle ever fool the ancient demon? Give me back, I am definitely not coming."

This question is not valid, he can ask it boldly.

A group of colleagues looked at each other, but could not give an answer. They were junior employees of Baoze, and they could be regarded as masters in normal times. However, in this fighting force, they acted as militia and did hard work.

No one has complained, this is already good, at least the company did not let them be cannon fodder.

At this time, the colleagues guarding the staff glanced at the newcomers who transported the weapons and said, "Don't worry, it's time to slogan."

I was busy working just now and didn't have time to slogan.

The employees left behind took a deep breath, and said in unison: "Is the master of the broken army a shame?"

The workers carrying the weapons paused and replied in unison: "Yes."

Weapons were sent to the Pantheon in batches. After all of them were over, a senior employee flew out of the Pantheon. He looked around and announced loudly: "Leave the Niushan Scenic Area immediately, the Pantheon will be closed soon."

At the same time, everyone on the cell phone received a retreat message telling them that the Pantheon was about to close and that everyone was evacuated.

...

Dorr secret base.

I was chatting casually about the situation in the world, and I told the two allies about the ancient style of the young master, who suddenly paused the tone of talk, and could not distinguish between the voices of men and women, and there were obvious emotional fluctuations: "She wants to close all gods. The entrance to the palace. "

Dolly and Baker Richardson frowned at the same time, smelling something unusual from this message.

"After the entrance to the Pantheon is closed, do you have a way to get in," Baker Richardson asked for a moment.

"It's not difficult to open the entrance to the Pantheon. Collecting the power of the two deities, it can be broken in a little time. It just takes a little time," Qingshi said.

"How long is it?" Dole asked.

"The fastest two days." Qingshi said, "I remember that I forcibly broke into the Pantheon that year, but I can't remember what happened later. All the masters, including me, suffered repression."

For two days ... Dole 衮 chewed the message.

"Since the Pantheon can be opened violently, what do they mean, why did you close the entrance to the Pantheon." Baker Richardson frowned. "Get time?"

Dorr snaps the tea lid lightly: "It is them who lack the time, but such a move is obviously in our favor. If I were them, I would do everything to lead us out."

Qingshi smiled with a yin-yin smile: "Isn't that just drawing us out, do you think, at this juncture, you want to hide in the Pantheon and fight for a few days, for what?"

Dolly and Baker Richardson were smart people, and when they heard that, they suddenly realized: "The fruits are ripe ?!"

"No, this is most likely a guise, and it was a deliberate strategy that led us out. Once we couldn't sit still and jumped out, we were doing it." Baker Richardson analyzed.

"However, if we stand by and watch, they may have just hit their plan." Youth teacher Xu Xu said: "No one knows when the fruit will mature, but one thing is certain, it is coming."

"From the first death of Li Xianyu, his power began to recover, and according to our speculation, he has traced back in the island country, which is a sign of further recovery of the fruit. Then, it is completely possible to recover soon of."

Dolly and Baker Richardson were silent.

This is a complete conspiracy. Going, it may be an ambush. If you don't go, maybe the fruit is ripe inside.

Once the fruits are ripe, there is nothing to do with them.

"Okay, I know." Baker Richardson shrugged. "You said just now that they are likely to give birth to a half-step path under the influence of the flesh of evolution. Of course, this can't change anything. But broken The army master still has a clone that has not recovered. What is our chance of winning now? "

"I can hold the Lord of the Pantheon and the Warriors of the Warriors, but I can't defeat them. Similarly, they can't help me in a short time." Qingshi said.

Its two avatars are not comparable to the ordinary senior poles. It is still safe to deal with the Lord of the Pantheon and Wushuang War Soul, but this way, it will be very dangerous. In fact, the two avatars are equivalent to the main body. If it falls in the Pantheon, it will be completely dead.

Baker Richardson thought about it and said, "I will deal with Qin Ze. He has no healing ability. The grasshopper sword can restrain him."

Dole's indispensable gesture: "The three of Li Xianyu will be solved by me. It is not difficult to deal with three and a half steps."

After a pause, seeing that the two did not add, Dole continued: "Since they chose to fight against the water, they will satisfy them. But they can't do nothing at all. President Baker, it's time to play your role and let the superpowers The association's bloods are aggressively attacking the various branches of Baoze. "

Baker Richardson frowned, and later understood Dole's intentions, taking the various sections of Baoze as "hostages" to see if he could force Qin Ze and others in the Pantheon.

However, how could it be possible to receive news from outside the Pantheon?

Does he want to push this war directly to the end? Regardless of the maturity of the fruit, he will have to re-create Baoze again and completely threaten the official organization .... So, even if he wins, the next time the war starts, Bao Ze is still at a disadvantage.

The masters are all in the Pantheon, to see who can support the field outside.

Baker Richardson stared at the youth for a moment, "How did you get the information?"

Neither watched him answer the phone or read the text message, nor did his subordinates come in to report.

"I was parasitic on the outside, sharing the senses, and freely manipulating their behavior. This is not ordinary parasitics, and I lost my sense of self, so I won't be forced out by Baoze's tricks." Qingshi said lightly.

However, being forced to scold yourself is not a good experience.

...

9.50 am New York time.

Superpowers Association Headquarters, House of Representatives.

The Superpowers Association has three vice-presidents, namely Miraris King, Justin Jean, and Kenneth Shoghiba.

The last one succeeded after Wald Jones fell to the Pantheon.

In addition, there are 22 senior cadres and 38 directors. The former is an important leader of the Superpowers Association and manages the affairs of the state branches. The latter is representative of the affiliates of the Superpowers Association.

In the hall, more than sixty people gathered at this time, each of whom was a well-known figure in the descent of the Mi Kingdom. At the same time, it is also the peak of the power pyramid in the descent world.

This meeting was convened by Baker Richardson. As the president of the Association of Superpowers, he has such power, and often such a meeting means that something that cannot be ignored is happening.

Everyone at the scene knew this.

A **** war is coming.

The head of the Buddha fell, and Bao Zeyan said it was Baker Richardson. Although the Association of Superpowers did not admit it to the outside world, all the people present here were at the peak of power and knew it well.

After the incident, President Baker chose to stay in the Far East instead of returning to the rice country. This is the best proof.

Why did he choose to stay in the Far East, did he really ally with the ancient demon, what was he trying to do, and what purpose?

The big guys of the Superpowers Association are curious and value.

Ten minutes before the start of the meeting, Vice President Justin coughed and laughed: "When I went out today, the guy from the Dawn Alliance came to me and said that he would also come to the meeting."

"I asked them, is that the federal government or the state government?"

"They answered me, the Treasury has the final say."

A chuckle came.

The Superpowers Association is an official organization of the blood community formed by the federal government, but the Superpowers Association is not the only official organization in the country. Including the Dawn Alliance, there are three official organizations in the country.

However, the influence of these official organizations is limited to one state.

Because they are the official organization of the blood community formed by a state or several states.

In the United States, www.wuxiaspot.com, the state government and the federal government have checks and balances. The state government can formulate laws (excluding the constitution). Policy, I really make the decision on my site.

Therefore, many states have their own official descent community, and they do not allow the Association of Superpowers to establish branches on their own lands.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Superpowers Association, only 12 states were managed in the region, relying on the ability of banknotes and the prestige of extreme masters, it gradually developed into its current scale.

At this time, 10:00 arrived and the meeting officially started.

The curtain behind the three vice presidents slowly slid down, and the beam of the projector shone on the curtain. A few seconds later, Baker Richardson appeared.

The chairman holds a cup of tea with bright glaze in the hand and a huge ink painting in the background.

Baker Richardson looked around: "Gentlemen and ladies, I'm glad to see you here. You have not been absent from the meeting, proving that I have not been abandoned."

(End of this chapter)