Destiny Dominates

"Wow, look at this list, the magician Ron Edmund, the demigod mage Ibrahim Garrison, the demigod mage Richard Tyson, the demigod Philip I, the demigod gram Laila Conzell, demigod warlock Roland Benedict, demigod warrior Qum Wilton, demigod shadowman Eden Condron, demigod magic sword Alexandra Howard, Ivan Broy, the demigod hunter, Cliff Ayers, the demigod dragon vein warlock, Marquis Randstaf, the demigod warrior Marshal, Bond, the demigod hunter, Crow De Kidd, the secret party prince Klodar Vandrejo, and the magic party prince Utrecht Gimi. Only the demigods on this side have already reached sixteen— "

At the Abraham White House, the atmosphere in the president's office was indeed suppressed to the extreme, and a hurricane was generating in the low-pressure environment here.

"Violet family of shit! The National Progressive Association of shit! Luo Lun, this is the person you recommend to me AH? You bastard, you have lived up to my trust!"

Mr. President, who was standing behind his desk, completely lost his usual elegance. A series of swearing broke out in front of the many staff here, and Roren Cadron, who was angered by him, is currently the director of the White House Office (White House Chief of Staff).

This man is sitting in the corner, his eyebrows drooping, an expression that is both annoyed and helpless, and also contains a lot of shame.

All the people present showed no mercy, and this chief of staff, who had been in office for only four months, really caused them a lot of trouble.

"George Mattiola accepted your appointment as your special envoy, obviously for his convenience in Atlanta."

Mr. Christie Bled, who is one of the White House magic advisers and vice president of the New World Magic Association, said this immediately after Mr. President.

"The one who had never thought about mediating the dispute between the two Wiltonsteins and bringing peace to Atlanta, the National Progressive Association had their purpose. They deliberately wanted to provoke this God of War- — ”

"Ms. Bled, this is not the time to hold accountable."

National Security Adviser Jensen Richard interrupted Christy Bled ’s statement. This one ’s expression was calm and serious: “We have to solve the problem first, we are only ten minutes now. Otherwise, the entire Atlanta City Turned into ruins, there are at least more than twenty demigods fighting there, and the scale of this war has even exceeded our expectations. "

"So what should we do? Is there any way to stop them?"

The big president put his hands on his desk and looked at everyone here with oppressive eyes: "Everyone, we have to figure out a way out. Unless you want to see me impeached, or the Citizens' defeat in the next election ! "

"We can order them to enter the dark world!"

The first thing I came up with was the assistant to the president and secretary of the cabinet in the White House, an extremely sophisticated man in a suit and leather dress: "I think the authority of Mr. President can do this. Unless the Violet family and Will The Dunstan family is willing to bear the anger of you, Mr. President, and the entire Citizen Party after the war, otherwise they will have to follow suit. "

"In general, this is indeed a feasible strategy."

This is another White House magic adviser, executive director of the Magic Association, and the magician, Torre de Oro, who plays with the pen in his hand with a smile on his eyes: "But the core of the problem now is the magic wolf Fenril, it is the sky Scepter. Andrea, who owns the "Scepter of the Sky", why should he be afraid of the government's revenge? Kang Xiuli didn't dare to let the magic wolf Fenril slip away from under his nose. As for the Violet family and Philip I, They are also reluctant to see this mythical armament and fall into the hands of lucky Andrea. So I want to ask you, how can you let the devil wolf Fenrir die, and then take that one as the source of the disaster The scepter? Use the authority of the president? "

In this oval office, there was a silence.

"Can you invite the gods to take action?"

This is the Minister of Finance Lawrence Rockefeller, who was reporting to the President. He happened to be at the meeting: "As far as I know, several powerful gods, including several angel kings of the Light Church, are capable of stopping this war . "

Many magic advisors who were present were deeply frowned, a dignified look. As the top of mortal power, they are naturally unwilling to see the power of the gods appear.

The magic made Torre de Oro smile and respond again: "The power of the gods can stop this war, but will this lead to the opening of the upcoming pre-war battle? Now the goddess of freedom and the goddess of magic, naturally Goddesses and other powerful gods have their own priorities. As for asking for help from the Protestant Church of the Light-I guess Mr. President is absolutely unwilling to pay this price. We may wait and see, maybe the Protestant Church of the Light will not sit back and watch Atlanta Of believers died in large numbers, and actively called the angel king to come. "

"Mr. President, two thousand years ago, the magical envoys signed with the gods in the Pantheon, the‘ People and Gods Treaty ’, and the Eastern World ’s‘ Peerless World ’, are the cornerstones of this civilized world.”

This is a white-haired old man wearing a magic robe, looking at the President with dignity and warning, and Lawrence Rockefeller who proposed the matter: "The Magic Association of the Old and the New World, and the doors of the East. Sect will never allow anyone to destroy it! Once this treaty is destroyed, it will be the beginning of a mortal disaster! "

"I understand! I understand!"

The President sighed, then looked at the many staff members present with his hopes again: "Is there any way? Everyone? It has been two minutes now. No matter who you are, as long as you have a way to stop this disaster, please Propose it! The current situation is acceptable even at a higher cost. "

"I don't think we have a viable solution, Mr. President."

Still national security adviser Jensen Richard: "It's better to change the line of thought. My idea is that since there is no way to stop it, let it end as soon as possible."

"End? This is a good idea."

The big president couldn't help whispering: "The question is, where should we stand?"

"Your Excellency, I suggest the National Progressive Association!"

The dejected White House chief of staff at the time interjected: "Although the **** of George Mattiola betrayed your trust, the strength and influence of the National Progressive Association is well known! For Atlanta, for the long-term stability of Amerika, I think That lucky Andrea should not exist. "

All the people present at the moment, including the president, moved slightly and thought deeply.

"This is not a good choice."

The magic made Torre de Oro spread his hand and looked at the elegant figure behind the desk: "My Excellency President, as your magic advisor, I must warn you. The National Progressive Association is indeed powerful and may even affect To your political life and life after you leave office. But as far as the current battlefield situation is concerned, if you make this decision, it will be a very stupid move. "

"Why do you say that?"

"Limited to these ten minutes, the current power we can invest in Atlanta is limited, and it is not enough to change the situation. The result of my divination just now gives me reason to believe that this battle will end in ten minutes."

Torre de Oro completely disregarded the uproar in the elliptical office and said frankly: "Once the war ends with the victory of the Wiltonstein family, your decision today, Mr. President, will cause your government to be extremely embarrassed. Situation. "

"Fantasy nightmare! My opinion is just the opposite of yours. No matter how talented Kang Xiuli's grandchildren are, they will not be able to defeat the National Progressive Association and the Violet family. Your inferences and divination are counterintuitive, Mr. De Oro! You should have been ashamed of your half-hanging astrology, how much have you messed up for this? "

The President looked at the place where the voice came. This was his other White House adviser, the executive director of the Magic Association, and the magician, Raja Barkley.

Starting with this one's speech, the debate in the office was one after another.

"Foster Kang Xiuli's grandchildren? I really don't think this is a good idea. Amelia will have a lawless supreme family. The hatred and war between them and the National Progressive Association will also allow our security agencies to It hurts my brain. "

"But if you appease the actions of George Mattiola, then the supreme families and the superpowers will stand on the head of the big president and shit. Mr. President, your term of office may be four years."

"Do n’t forget that the Wiltonstein family and the Rising Sun Group are important supporters of our Citizen Party!"

"They also support the Conservative Party—"

"I think De Oro was right, look at the list on the other side, Consul Wiltonstein, Andre Lee Wiltonstein, 'Void Night King' Delfinia, Robert Te Yvon, Sleeping Twins, Faust, Mark Tangerian, Frank of Teutonic Cross, Carolyn Zhukov, Victor Maxim, Alex Glanz, Douglas Duncan, Roth Linden, Byron Linden, Gudela-the ancestors of Conciuli, it also looks very powerful. Even if we intervene, we may not be able to be in a very short time Solve them. "

"It's incredible, the strength of the Wiltonstein family to their grandchildren is like blowing a balloon."

"The key is Andre. If he ca n’t be killed, this little guy less than 20 years old will become the eternal enemy of Amerika. He has the top talent and the power of life and death that can easily gather a large number Whose transcendents are enemies of the country will be a nightmare for all of us! "

These arguments made the president feel dizzy for a while. At this time, the afterglow of his eyes saw Ms. Christy Bled's expression at ease, which was very different from the reaction of everyone in the office. He couldn't help but squeeze his eyes, and looked at the envoy: "Ms. Bled, you don't seem to care much about today's emergencies?"

——This is very confusing considering that the lucky Andre is about to become a student of Bethel Estantine.

"It's not that I don't care, but I am sure this war will end soon."

Christie Brad replied safely: "Mr. President, I have a certain understanding of the strength of that student, and I have thoroughly studied his character and behavior style. That is by no means a device for mythology. Anyone who pushes tens of millions of people into the abyss of death. But since he decided to do so, it means one thing! "

Christie Bled put his hands on his chest and said with confidence: "I think he should have enough confidence to resolve the battle before causing mass casualties, even if his opponent is the National Progressive Association. This is also my teacher , Opinion of Mr. Bethel Estantin. "

The big president frowned, his expression half-confident.

The people in this oval office are either unbelief, sneer, or suspicious.

The National Progressive Association is a superpower that has been in existence for four hundred years. In Atlanta, there is the Philip I, a land snake, and a real magician who can compete with Estantin.

So even Bethel Estantine will not convince everyone here.

As for Torre de Oro, the accuracy of this divination has been scorned by everyone for decades.

"If your Excellency President has not yet been able to make a decision, you may as well wait a moment, and now it has been five minutes. Everyone--"

National security consultant Jensen Richard looked helplessly with emotion: "Of course, the necessary work is still to be done. I have asked the CIA, FBI, DHS and other departments to mobilize the demigods in Atlanta. I also hope that the magic envoys here can be completed as soon as possible. Your magic portal, reach the battlefield as soon as possible before the situation deteriorates. "

——He knows that the eight envoys present are all involved in the discussion in this office, but most of them are projections, which does not affect their completion of their ultra-long distance space transmission process.

Only Christie Bled is here. It may be true that in Atlanta, Konsuli ’s grandson is the winner. In the emergency meeting, he did not even try to exert any influence on the big president.

There is also Torre de Oro, who is notorious for his mastery of astrology, but it can sometimes be very effective.

——So this time, will it be the same?

Jensen Richard frowned, looking at the magic projection in the center of the office. After a moment of meditation, he made the worst plan.

If the situation continues to deteriorate, then they have no choice but to suppress one of them.

At present, the choice of the National Progressive Association is indeed the best choice, and there are also willing to pay the price. But if we want to completely eliminate all the future troubles, we must not allow Andre Lee Wiltonstein to continue to live in this world-

But as time went on, Jenson Richard's eyes began to wonder.

In the battlefield over Atlanta, Kang Xiuli's power to the grandchildren seems to be taking advantage.

At the moment, not only did he feel that way, the big president sitting behind his desk was equally astonished.

"This is Thomson Beo, the enemy of the **** of death, and minecrafter Utrede de Marcia? Why did the intelligence department not report the information of the two?"

Christie Bled raised her eyelids in surprise as well, and then she suppressed her emotions and drank her semi-cold coffee gracefully.

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Just as Abraham's White House was arguing, the battle in Atlanta had become fierce.

The battle between Franks and Alexandra Howard broke out abruptly. The latter was very surprised after being attacked by the Teutonic cross cadres, but the flame he controlled still swept the entire street in a flash.

"I didn't expect that in Atlanta we still have a big fish like you Lambert Franks. But good, this mythical weapon in your hand, it can be mine!"

Alexandra Howard bundled countless crimson thunderbolts into swords, and slashed at Franks' foothold. The latter flashed off like he was relaxed, and the clothing and skin on his right arm were all burst, revealing a sturdy metal arm. And around him, the flames rolled up on all sides, one meter away from him. In the nearby buildings, countless iron chains were ‘sprayed out’, whipping towards the opposite side.

Franks ’real professional level is only the legendary level 3. However, the ancient mythology of the hill dwarf armed with‘ Heart of Molten Fire ’, allows him to master the divine powers of‘ fire ’and‘ iron ’simultaneously.

However, Alexandra Howard's ability is obviously to restrain him, and the vast thunder and lightning, as those chains spread, go straight to the roots. The dense thunder net made Franks nowhere to escape.

The magic sword wrapped around the crimson thunderbolt made Frank's body tremble every time he chopped. If it were not the vitality provided by Li Mochen, he was constantly repairing his body, and most of Franks' body would be burnt.

Until the arrival of another purple thunderbolt in the sky, the magnificent purple thunder far exceeded Alexandra Howard's scale and intensity. The battle axe hidden in the thunder threw the latter's body with a single blow, hitting countless buildings all the way until it hit a 20-story building 500 meters away.

Then the two figures flashed continuously, and they fought several times in space. Every time Alexandra Howard lost his flight, he finally got some breathing opportunities by relying on a "Magic Particle Beam Cannon" bombarded from high altitude. His eyes were dignified and implacable, and he looked forward, and at the same time put away all the thunder and lightning, and replaced all mana with a white flame.

"The **** of thunder! Utrede de Marcia! That is to say, are you now a running dog of Konsuri, right?"

"I am currently working at Rising Sun Security Company, which is considered to be a subordinate of Mr. Wilton Stein!"

Utreide de Marcia's face was cold, and his eyes turned electro-optically: "Mr. Franks, this guy's opponent is me! I think you can look for other goals."

Lambert Franks, who had recovered from the injury just now, shrugged and then walked away unrequitedly.

——This Alexandra Howard is indeed an opponent he ca n’t cope with. He, armed with mythology, has a demi-level combat power, but he can easily be targeted. If it is a type that can be suppressed by the Mythical Arms 'Molten Heart', then the fighting power he displays will be extremely powerful, but if it is the kind that can restrain him against Franks, it will also be suppressed very powerfully.

And the next opponent he was looking for was the close party prince Klodar Vandro, who was fighting three kilometers away, trying to break the magic tower of Roth Linden.

The latter not only has the agility traits and ice spells of the blood clan talent, but also is a powerful vampire with at least two theocratic powers. It is undoubtedly the most top-notch existence among demigods. However, Lambert Franks' Fire Department Divine Power is precisely a type of restraint vampire, and most of this person's power is also used to fight Li Mochen's life and death Divine Power.

There is also the wind blade cut by Robert Ivan. The blood-eyed maid is now more and more comfortable in the battle with the high demigod warrior Qum Wilton. Even if it is the latter, it is difficult to match it with the divine power of power.

The compound theocratic ‘Wind of Fighting’ made her combat power grow every moment, in just a few minutes. Her strength has been able to suppress Qum Wilton positively. At the same time, a large number of wind blades were released, covering the entire Atlanta city.

In fact, everyone fighting in Atlanta is by no means alone. Including these two mad warriors, almost all the demigods are fighting, and spare time to try to help their companions.

Especially the several magical mage in the sky, their magic tower is continually spitting fire, even colliding with each other. However, various group spells continue to fall from the sky.

In Franks alone, there are at least seven legendary and powerful spells including ‘group transcendent physique’, ‘group transcendent agility’, ‘group transcendent thinking’, and ‘ephemeral divine body’. Let his physical quality be almost close to the true demigod.

And just when Franks began to take over the battle with the secret party prince Klodar Vandro. The fierce battle between Thomson Beo and Admiral George Mattiola, the "enemy of death", has also become increasingly fierce.

"You're not too smart to do this, Beo! I promise that after this war, your name will be blacklisted by the National Association of Progressors."

"Haha! Blacklist, I'm so scared! If you have the guts, don't hire me again."

The weapon used by George Mattiola is a pair of long whips, with black light energy wrapped around it, full of destructive power. Everything that was hit by him was a disintegration of the whole piece.

And within twenty meters around him, it was filled with black whip shadows, impervious to the wind, and the water could not splash in.

But the figure in the red jumpsuit was like a flash in the area covered by the destructive power, and he could shuttle freely. The double-knife in this person's hands, with a frequency of thousands of shots per second, continuously punctured and pierced, igniting a large spark in George Mattiola's body.

The latter did not use a long whip to fight, but six robot arms attached to his back were detected from behind him-each of which held a long knife The 'enemy of death' confronts head-on.

However, the two concepts of "puncture" and "sharpness" possessed by the latter were so powerful that he couldn't compete even with six armed godlike swords. The alloy arm made of the toughest "Dolaf alloy" has been broken many times. However, the nano repair devices built into these six alloy arms can always be recovered in the shortest time.

Correspondingly, Thomson Beo's body was also hit by the two black whips seven times in a second, causing his body to be annihilated in large areas.

But this 'enemy of death' is still fighting happily. His unparalleled resilience and divine power of life, under the increase of Li Mochen's divine power of life and death, appear to be more powerful, even 'abnormal'.

And after a minute of fighting, this man even gave up dodge and resistance, and allowed the opposite side to annihilate, annihilate, and annihilate again.

This made George Mattiola's face pale.

"I want to know, how much has Concession paid you Thomson Beo? I can offer you three times the price now!"

But Thomson Beo didn't move, and instead sighed: "It's a pity, Mr. Mattiola. That person didn't pay me anything this time, he used human feelings. Isn't this unfair? 1 In an epic level of demigod war, as a result, as long as the money is dead, Beo ca n’t get even a penny. "

George Mattiola's face is covered with black lines: "5 billion gold shield! This battle, 5 billion gold shield! This will allow you to buy a few pieces of mythological armament."

However, the opposite responded to him with a sharper, sharper, sharper sword!

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