Destiny Dominates

The conversation with the big president was lackluster. The gentleman first exchanged views with Li Mochen on the current security situation in Amerika and warned the Wiltonstein family not to take the initiative to expand the situation. Immediately afterwards, Mr. President secretly exhorted Li Mochen to accept government mediation and stop the war with the National Progressive Association.

However, after continuously encountering several soft nails by Li Mochen, the man did not insist on it and shifted the topic to cooperation between the two parties. The two sides chatted for a long time in this regard, and did not hang up until more than ten minutes later.

According to the agreement made by George Mattiola for their good offices, the party who violates the initiative will lose the government's 'protection'.

This ‘protection’ also includes personal property, so it stands to reason that the President and the White House, as guarantors and supervisors, are obliged to help them transfer the property of Philip I, Alexandra Howard and others.

It may be that he is afraid of the National Progressive Association and is worried about his own safety. Mr. President did not directly agree to Li Mochen ’s request. The man did not discuss this matter with Li Mochen in detail on the phone, but soon after the two parties ended the call, a new call came to Li Mochen.

That was Assistant to the President and Director of the Liaison Office, a middle-aged woman named Yvette. As we all know, this capable White House official is one of the closest and most capable assistants of the President. There are even rumors of unusual intimacy between the two.

Yvette almost agreed to Li Mochen's request, but the charges were higher. Afterwards, Li Mochen needed to enter nearly 20 billion gold dong in cash to numerous foundations and dozens of overseas accounts.

These funds, of course, are not collected by the President alone, but are paid to the entire group including the President, several federal justices, the Ministry of Justice and the officials of the local courts.

Li Mochen is still willing to pay the money. With the help from the top of the government, his resistance to property transfer and future troubles will be much smaller.

In particular, the current president has worked in the legal system for many years and has served as the attorney general for eight years. He has a deep network and is trustworthy.

In the middle of the night, just when Li Mochen finally finished these routines and was ready to go back to his magic tower to practice, the magic image of Bethel Eastin was projected directly in front of him.

"Guess you will be busy these days, but I still decided to find you at this time, and I believe you will like the good news on my side."

Estantin in the video is sitting in the alchemy room, looking at the white bracelet in a transparent magic furnace in front of him: "I have completely analyzed the thing you sent. This is indeed using the earthly giant python Yemenga An embryo made from the spine of a blood descent, and has a very high rank. Its strength during its lifetime can be equivalent to that of a medium god, which is equivalent to the level of an archaic dragon, but for some reason, it has great flaws. . "

"I speculate that this is the reason for breeding, and Anthony's investigation of the" Energy Conservation "Magic Tower not long ago confirmed my judgment. Although this is unbelievable, Ron Edmond did raise a near-end. The pure-blooded earth-like python, then extracted his spine and refined this artifact. He also added the blood of the earth-like python Yemengad in the Middle Ages of War of God to make up for it Part of the defect. So you are lucky, Andrea. From this artifact, it only takes more than half a month before it can be made successfully— "

Li Mochen's face was solemn. He did not deny Estantin's statement. This time he was indeed lucky.

When he sent this thing before, he had already sensed the three kinds of divine power in it-'energy absorption', 'energy cycle' and 'energy conservation'.

These divine powers are not too powerful in a single way. The ranks of divine power in bracelets are all elementary except ‘energy absorption’. But when they are combined, it is very scary.

It is not only a mythological armament with a defensive power exceeding the scarlet dragon armor, but also the attack power is very terrible, it will be a type that gets stronger when it gets stronger.

Once this thing is completed, although it is not enough to change the outcome, he can pay a huge price on his side. And with this mythical armed Ron Edmund, he can never solve it with one shot.

So he also had to thank General George Mattiola for the war led by this one, and the unprepared 'Energy Lord' was pulled into his gun in advance.

"Since you have said good news, that is to say, this next embryo can be completed, right?"

"I can continue to complete it, but in terms of" energy ", I still have a big gap with the" energy monarch ". Fortunately, the main part of it has been completed, and I can barely push the magic array around it Its ultimate power is definitely not as good as the original designed by Ron Edmund. "

Estantin lifted his glasses and squinted at Li Mochen: "So I want to ask you, are you going to give this thing to me, or do you want someone else to follow up the process?"

"Of course you are, Professor Estantin! There is a saying in the Oriental that one thing does not bother the two masters, and besides you, I can't find any smarter people."

Li Mochen thought that unless he was crazy, he would find other people. The alchemist, who is better than Bethel Estantin, is not without it, but can be limited to the field of "energy", except for the "energy monarch", that is Estantin's attainments are the most profound, and the magician is almost omnipotent.

"Then collect these materials!"

As Estantin said, a series of magic material names appeared in front of Li Mochen.

"Of course, the vast majority of them are on my side. I have marked them. If you ca n’t find them outside, or do n’t plan to find them, then you only need to pay the money. It must be a soul gold coin. Gold shields are indeed guaranteed by the American government, but they are not very easy to use in the field of mythological materials and equipment. "

Li Mochen glanced at it and found that these materials required a total of 120 soul gold coins.

He could not help but frown slightly, feeling a headache. He has also collected some soul gold coins from outside the territory, but the total number is only seven.

At present, the market price of soul gold coins in Amerika is about 30 million gold coins, and 120 or 3.6 billion gold shields.

The problem is that this thing has always been priceless, and it is difficult to collect in large quantities in a short period of time. However, their prices are not so expensive.

According to the knowledge of Li Mochen, the Guangming Church, the Church of Liberty, the Church of Magical Goddess, and so on, a lot of soul gold coins flow out every year. Those who believe in evil spirits, or devils and demons, just need a blood sacrifice that can please their "Lord", and they can also receive the gift of soul gold coins. You can also make your own.

After all, this is not too precious.

"can!"

Li Mochen thought of this matter, still had to ask Kang Xiuli for help.

The latter, as a powerful mage and leader of a chaebol, must have a lot of gold coins in his hands. Even if this one does not, Kang Xiuli's connections can help him mobilize.

It is not possible, he can also ask his girlfriend for help.

"The remaining materials and soul gold coins will be delivered to you as quickly as possible, but Professor Estantin, can you start construction now and finish it as soon as possible?"

At this moment Li Mochen's eyes sparkled: "It is very important to me, more important than your imagination. The value of this thing to me is not just a mythological arm."

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In the suburbs of Houston, Texas, hundreds of bullet streams crisscrossed in midair, and the roar of guns and machine guns, rocket artillery, and recoilless guns spread far beyond twelve kilometers.

On State Highway 35, dozens of armored police cars drove rapidly, and rushed to the place where the incident happened.

As the fourth SWAT (Special Weapons and Tactics) Houston operations team, Roderick, one of the forty-fifth squad members, was armed with a Mamba 340 automatic rifle and sat dignified on one of the armored vehicles.

"Don't be so nervous, rookie."

His nervous expression made Ritter, the team leader of the fourth operation group sitting next to him, laugh: "This is a war between the Adams family and the Wiltonstein family, and it has little to do with us."

His words contained ridicule and frustration: "I can guarantee that when we need to rush to the scene, the war will be over. What we need to do is just to put an end to them."

"Wiltonstein?"

Roderick's expression slightly moved: "The latest news that they are one of the initiators of the Atlanta massacre. I also heard that this family is already one of the supreme families, right?"

"if not?"

This is another black man in the armored car who is wiping the gun: "They all dare to fight the Adams family now. Do you know why this time? A freight train of the Wiltonstein Transportation Company was robbed, and they just Staring at the Adams family's transportation fleet. Things like this have happened several times over the past few days, but nothing is reported in the news. "

"It's crazy. The Adams family is also the supreme family. They have two ancestors who became gods."

"The Wiltonstein family dared to do this, for a reason. They must have the power to fight the Adams family—"

"I heard that they are now not only fighting the Adams family, but also Onassis and Mattiola."

"Accurately, it's the National Association of Progressors. It's a miracle that they are not at the disadvantage. At least in Texas, I have a few friends in several other action groups. Having experienced such incidents. They said that most of the bodies at the scene belonged to the Adams family. "

"Can you recognize it?"

"Of course, the Adams people have special marks on their cuffs or collars--"

Just when everyone in the carriage opened the conversation box, there was a lot of talk. The radio station in the driver's seat suddenly heard a female voice: "Car No. 222, Car No. 222, can you hear it? Please stop moving now, please stop moving."

The captain of the team, Ritter, raised his eyebrows and took the walkie-talkie from the police officer in the co-pilot ’s seat: "This is car number 122, and here is the 45th unit. Will stop moving— "

At this time, several police armored vehicles in front of them had already stopped slowly on the roadside.

And Ritter said while looking at the sky that had been blasted and flamed red: "Can you tell me the reason? The situation there looks terrible."

"Information shows that this shootout does not rule out the possibility of the intervention of demigods."

The female voice smiled bitterly and explained: "The director means, please try to keep a safe distance of 20 kilometers from the battlefield. If you do not reach 20 kilometers, then stand by on the spot. Withdraw immediately. "

"Wow! Demigod--"

Ritter drew a cold breath, his expression condensed to the extreme. Behind him, many SWAT crew members in this armored vehicle looked at each other.

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At this time, the distance between Ritter and Roderick was about 17 kilometers along the road. Remington Adams was yelling at him after lying on a wrecked armor.

"Shit! Where did they come from so many outlaws? Five hundred, or six hundred?"

"Who knows? Although our intelligence director patted his chest to ensure that the total number of their extrajudicial personnel will never exceed 5,000. And the number that can be used in the battlefield of each state will never exceed 1,500. But from the current battle situation Look, it's more than one thousand and eight. Hell, they attacked almost simultaneously on three battlefields— "

"I don't understand why there are no reinforcements. This is in Texas! Can't even the 600 people of the Wiltonstein family swallow it? Get down!"

The young man wearing the uniform of senior security consultant of Adams Security Company suddenly stopped his voice and turned his body and head down. At the same time, his spell ‘Fossils into Mud’ caused the ground to sink quickly, and brought a few people around him to the ground for at least one foot.

At the next moment, a cyan wind blade slashed laterally, severing the armored wreckage strengthened by the digital mage in front of them in half.

The sharp wind was cut directly from the heads of the two. Remington Adams couldn't keep his hair, and was directly cut into a Mediterranean hairstyle by the wind knife.

But the combat team hiding next to another armored vehicle had no such luck.

You can see the blood fountains on both sides. At least ten people's heads or upper bodies were forcibly cut off by the wind blade.

Remington Adams' face was completely white. With the cover of the crater and bunker, he quickly withdrew to a position in the rear. This is a masterpiece made by three 12th-level wizards and two druids. It has a trench of up to three meters in thickness. The inside is also inlaid with steel plates and magic arrays. This makes the bald Remington Adams more or less secure. Then he spit out an angry voice from his teeth.

"It's the 'Blood Eye Angel' Robert Ivon—"

This sentence, so that the dozens of people who have evacuated around here, are all pupils.

"This is not her own, otherwise we just couldn't survive a single one."

Another man wearing magic armor glanced in the opposite direction: "But at least it is also a legend! A legendary wizard! And with the increase in the power of God, the" Blood Eye Angel "has arrived nearby."

"Shit, this is like a decisive battle. What about our demigods? At least we must have legendary appearances?"

"Legend? Don't think about it! This was the last battle. We were fighting to death, but the company's legendary professionals did not come. I feel that we are afraid of them, they don't want to fight Wilton. The members of the Stan family went into full battle. They were afraid of the sniper who had killed nearly twenty demigods. "

"It's not so exaggerated. At that time, the total number of demigods on the Atlanta battlefield did not exceed thirty-five. But the sniper was really terrible. Even the characters like" Energy Lord "were almost killed. I don't know. Where did the Wiltonstein family find such a person? Because what is needed for their family? Or simply this family. "

"So it's troublesome now, isn't it? If we decide to fight, maybe we will win, but the Adams family don't know how many demigods will be killed.

"I don't know, but if the battle goes on like this, I'm not going to desperately. There is no hope of winning at all, this is letting us die--"

Remington Adams listened to the comments of several people around him, and could not help but frown.

In fact, although he is a member of the Adams family, he has no objection to the negative comments of these companions.

As one of the members of the elite combat team fighting on the front line, Remington is now also extremely angry.

Because of such fighting, it has occurred more than seven times in these five days, and it has become larger and larger, with more casualties.

He believes that the family does not care about the lives of these people, and he has not thought about how to deal with the follow-up battles. The above is just a simple intention to hurt people, and use them to fight with the Wiltonstein family.

Before the other party's legend and demigod intervene, try to consume the other party's manpower.

But their enemies have now changed their strategies. Remington Adams does not think that the above plan has any chance of success.

He had heard that the previous attack on the freight train by the Wiltonstein family was ultimately 'gainless' (unprofitable; nothing gained; no progress).

The term does not refer to the harvest on ‘goods’, but on this freight train they found property worth at least 72 million gold shields.

However, the security personnel stationed on the freight train by the Wiltonstein family has been reduced to a normal level of **** from at least fifteen outsiders. And before their arrival, they had evacuated ahead of time.

The opponent apparently has given up defense and started to focus on offense—

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