Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 166 167. Divine Art, Law Change

The president closed his eyes for a minute.

It can't be delayed any longer. If it continues to be delayed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

At that time, even if you ask for help from all over the world, the rescue forces from other countries will not be able to arrive in time in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, he adjusted his tie to make himself look more decent.

Then he picked up a phone on the desk of the president's office and dialed it.

The call was quickly connected.

"Use my name to issue letters of appeal to countries all over the world, and at the same time let the vice president prepare to take over the position of the president."

Although he hesitated in his heart, no matter how difficult this decision was, he had to make it, but after making this order, in order to give an explanation to the people, he had to take the blame and resign.

After hanging up the phone, the president secretly let out a sigh of relief, looked up at the decoration in the president's office, everything here will soon say goodbye to him.

Just when the president secretly sighed.

"Jingle Bell."

The phone on the desk rang.

Pick up the phone.

"Your Excellency, I heard that you are about to take the blame and resign soon."

The caller was Admiral Mike, Commander in Chief of the Navy.

"My dear General Mike, your news is really well-informed, but if you just come to mock a person like me who is about to retire, I don't think you need to make this call."

The president didn't get angry after being offended, because he knew that General Mike was commanding his own aircraft carrier fleet to try his best to delay the time for those damned gods to reach the mainland of Eagle Country, so he didn't have the time to tease himself.

"Of course, my dear Mr. President, I'm not making this call to joke, I'm here to tell you that there are still things you can do before you retire."

General Mike's tone was strange.

"Do something?" The president was a little strange.

"Yes, do something right, such as let those damned nuclear bombs fly into the sky quickly! If Eagle Country loses its aircraft carrier formation, how can we maintain our rights and interests in the sea! You actually let our aircraft carrier fleet fight against those gods, and you don't know what to do." No nukes!"

General Mike didn't bother to beat around the bush, and said directly.

"Mr. President, do the right thing for Eagle Country!" After speaking, General Mike hung up the phone.

Nuclear bombs, can nuclear bombs really solve the problem?

Maybe.

Now those gods are still on the high seas, launching a large number of nuclear bombs. Once the chain of dead hands in some countries is triggered, the human beings on the entire earth will face a doomsday called nuclear winter.

Is this really good?

Or, is this what General Mike and the supporters behind him want?

Return the world to the Stone Age?

The president did not continue to think.

He stood up and removed a decorative painting in the office. Behind the painting was a large safe. He hesitated for a while and entered several sets of passwords.

Then it passed the iris and fingerprint confirmation.

The safe was opened immediately.

Inside was an old encrypted phone.

He let out a breath and paused, his hands trembling a little.

"Do the right thing for Eagle Nation."

He repeated this sentence, then picked up the phone, pressed a special number and dialed out.

"Please speak the code word."

The phone was connected instantly, and there was a calm male voice on the other side of the phone.

"Make Eagle Nation Great Again!"

"The code word is correct, Mr. President, hello, please give the order."

"After those damned gods arrive in the waters of Eagle Country, immediately use nuclear weapons to strike!"

"Mr. President, let me confirm again. Your order is to use a large number of nuclear bombs in our country?"

The calm male voice became a little restless.

"obey orders!"

"Yes, Your Excellency the President!"

The president then hung up the phone.

He is not stupid, as long as the Eagle Country is still there, he will be a rich man. Even if the Eagle Country is gone and the earth is still there, he will still be a rich man. He will not be a rich man until he has returned to the Stone Age.

"Dong dong!"

There was a knock on Chen Mo's door, and he woke up from meditation. For the first time in the past few months, he experienced the joy of infinite spiritual energy cultivation, and this kind of happiness made him really enthusiastic about cultivation.

But now that he is in the golden core stage, he only relies on his own hard work, and his progress in cultivation is really too slow. If he only relies on his own hard work in the past few months, it may simply increase his mana reserves a little bit.

But because of the cultivation tax, Chen Mo went from entering the golden elixir at the beginning to a step further, and reached the middle stage of the golden elixir in just a few months.

One-tenth of the tens of millions of monks is indeed enough, but the strength of these monks is too weak now, so Chen Mo can only improve a little bit. When these monks grow up, the mana that Chen Mo can harvest will be even more astronomical. The numbers are gone.

"Come in."

Chen Mo's voice was clearly transmitted from the room to the outside.

A smartly dressed Bai Xinxin pushed the door open and walked in quickly.

"What's matter?"

Chen Mo frowned, feeling a little displeased, but he didn't mean to blame Bai Xinxin. After all, he said that it was nothing serious, so don't disturb him while he was practicing. Naturally, Bai Xinxin's respect and obedience to Chen Mo would not be violated. , and now suddenly looking for him, it is natural that something big has happened.

Bai Xinxin knew that Chen Mo didn't like ink marks at the moment, so she immediately said it simply and clearly.

"My dear, just now the Ministry of Foreign Affairs received a distress call from Eagle Country, and at the same time, our satellites also found a large number of gods heading towards Eagle Country. I'm here to ask you, my dear, if we want to help Eagle Country .”

Chen Mo didn't reply immediately, but closed his eyes again, and counted with his fingers.

If the Eagle Country is not saved, Chen Mo believes that the urination of this country will drag all the human beings on the earth into the water in the end, and the people of the Eagle Country are also human beings, and they can also cultivate. Don’t use bean buns as dry food, there are hundreds of millions What about the population?

After a while, Chen Mo opened his eyes again and said, "You don't need to move, I will go there myself."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo directly turned into a bloody streamer, and Eagle Kingdom flew away quickly.

At this moment, An Tong was sitting on top of a third-level god who looked like a dragon in the western world, leading a mighty army of gods to move towards the Eagle Kingdom.

The reason why he can take the position of the leader now is not only that he is powerful, but also that he can use this body to make a series of show operations.

The poisoning incident that caused turmoil in the entire Eagle Country was his masterpiece. Unfortunately, his plan was carried out too hastily. If he was given a few more years, he would be able to completely transform the entire Eagle Country without knowing it. Become his petitioner, and now only tens of millions of people have been transformed into petitioners, which can only cause panic in the Eagle Nation, but cannot disintegrate the resistance of the Eagle Nation.

"Don't wait for me!"

An Tong thought about the series of things that the Demon Lord had done, and couldn't help sighing secretly, "Sheng Yu, why Sheng Liang?"

Galloping all the way, under his leadership, the legion of gods soon crossed the Atlantic Ocean and flew towards North America.

As soon as he entered the territory of the Eagle Country, An Tong felt a sense of alarm. As the most powerful country in the old age, and even the country that was not one of them, An Tong still attached great importance to it.

Everything seemed so calm, as if the country had completely given up resistance, An Tong couldn't help frowning, it was absolutely impossible to give up resistance, presumably there was some conspiracy.

Thinking of this, An Tong looked up at the cloudless sky, and under the blessing of divine power, his eyes penetrated the atmosphere and looked directly at the satellites in space.

Hmph, An Tong snorted coldly, with tens of millions of petitioners, he is now extremely abundant in divine power.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a divine flame went straight up to the sky, blasting several satellites monitoring everything here to pieces.

He had a vague premonition that this country was going to use a nuclear bomb to attack him, but he didn't care. The gods really couldn't resist the nuclear bomb, but no one would be stupid enough to resist the nuclear bomb.

The few destroyed satellites will not be put in the heart of the Strategic Strike Department, because they have already completed the Starlink project, and the entire outer space is their eyes. As for the promise that the Starlink will not be used for the military, haha , this kind of promise is no different from farting to Eagle Country.

Re-locked these goddamn gods.

The dozens of nuclear bombs that can be used in Eagle Nation’s standing strategy have all started to go into the air. It’s not that Eagle Nation doesn’t want to invest in more nuclear bombs, but that many nuclear bombs cannot be used. Their landing points are set in advance. to make changes.

A strong sense of crisis welled up in An Tong's heart. He knew that it must be the use of the nuclear bomb by Yingguo, but it was the use of the nuclear bomb that made him laugh out loud.

Qian donkey is at the end of his skills, as long as he can survive this wave of blows, then this country will worship at his An Tong's feet!
Just when An Tong was thinking this way, a large number of missiles had already appeared in his field of vision.

These missiles do not make any sound because they travel much faster than sound.

An Tong patted the giant dragon sitting under his feet, and the giant dragon immediately spread its fleshy wings knowingly, flapped its wings fiercely, and flew towards the direction where the missiles came from.

An Tong looked at those missiles, the corners of his mouth raised, he wanted to use the most shocking way to make this country despair, so as to make them surrender!

Looking at the missiles in front of him, they are all filled with nuclear warheads, the most terrifying weapon of mankind in the old days, and the source of human confidence.

Now let me, the former human being, completely tear up the self-confidence of the old-age human beings!

A lot of light was released from An Tong's body!
Anton opened his arms!
"Embrace the new era! This era will be decided by me!"

"Divine spell, area law change!"

As An Tong's voice fell, the light he released instantly formed a huge magic circle, which enveloped all the missiles.

"I declare! Metals are insulators!"

With the formation of the magic circle, An Tong gently uttered such a sentence.

And as his voice fell, all the missiles were extinguished in an instant and disintegrated, and some even died directly, but the nuclear explosion did not happen at all.

Whether it is a nuclear warhead or a missile carrying a nuclear warhead, they are all the crystallization of human industry, and this industrial crystallization is all high-precision items. Even if there is a problem with a small screw, it may cause the entire missile to fail.

But now, the metal in these missiles is not even conductive, which means that all the wires have turned into rubber, and these high-precision objects naturally fail in an instant.

Changing the law is a very energy-consuming thing. It only lasted for a second, and An Tong consumed a lot of his energy.

After seeing that all these missiles were destroyed, he directly revoked the divine spell.

Seeing the sky full of broken copper and rotten iron fall into the ocean like a rain of garbage, the smile on An Tong's face became even wider.

"Full speed ahead!"

Washington, the White House, here I come!

An Tong waved his hand and greeted his army!

He led his legion to fly quickly, and soon came to the eagle country's home airspace.

Mighty and blatantly walking straight through.

Despair rose in the hearts of every Eagle Countryman who saw this legion.

White House.

At the moment, the president is also staring at a screen blankly.

At this moment, his face was haggard, and his eyes were full of despair.

Yingguo's biggest reliance was not much different from a firecracker in front of these gods, which made his hands and feet cold and completely panicked.

What to do now?

"How did other countries respond to our pleas for help?"

The president trembled a little. At this moment, he felt powerless again. This feeling has never appeared since he became the president of Eagle Country, but now it is so clear.

"All countries, even the third world countries, have clearly stated that they will support our Eagle Country, but the incident happened too suddenly, and the support may take some time!"

"Mr. President, whether it is official heroes or civilian heroes, all came to the White House spontaneously, and they are all willing to fight for Eagle Country!"

Hearing this news, the president finally calmed down a bit. At least the people of the Eagle Country are still bloody. They won't be captured without any resistance, and let these gods turn them into livestock raised in captivity!

Human pride cannot be profaned.

All the intrigues became meaningless at this moment, and his eyes suddenly became firm.

"Let all the soldiers who are not afraid of death gather, even if we drag it with our lives, we will drag it to other countries for support!"

Tens of millions of petitioners are running wildly on the ground like lunatics, and above these petitioners is An Tong's army of gods.

The entire Washington DC has been evacuated. There are a large number of combat fortifications and tanks and armored vehicles on the ground. On the top of the tallest building in Washington DC, dozens of heroes of will in strange costumes are looking solemnly at the mighty army of gods. It's like a dark cloud.

"I'm afraid there are thousands of gods."

"This is the first time I have encountered so many gods."

"Is it a problem for one person to deal with a hundred?"

"No problem, I can hold on for 3 seconds."

"Well, 3 seconds is already very powerful."

"Hahaha!"

Even in the face of death, these people can still laugh, and they are indeed worthy of the name of heroes.

(End of this chapter)