Binding to the nation's destiny: Start by choosing the underworld, where a hundred ghosts parad

Countless Japanese roared, rising from their chairs and shouting excitedly.

Even the children playing in the street.

These images are now all displayed on large screens in the streets of Tokyo.

Watching the live stream, Miyamoto was relentlessly attacking General Yue.

His eyes lit up with delight.

"Look, this is our hero from Japan!!"

"Go for it, Miyamoto-san!!!"

"I want to learn kendo too!!"

Miyamoto's speed increased, and the power of his Shusui sword grew stronger.

Every attack he made perfectly achieved the effect he needed.

Vibrating blade.

Flick your hand.

He remembered his teacher saying when he was a child that when facing a long weapon, you should make the other party feel threatened.

This causes panic, and the constant shaking of the opponent's weapon causes their hand to go numb.

"Autumn Water!! This time, we must win!!"

"I'll take your head!! And Li Mo's head too!!!"

Miyamoto's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and the long sword in his hand unleashed terrifying power.

He had somehow gotten so close to General Yue's head that he didn't even realize it.

"Well done, Miyamoto!!"

"Slay him!!! Slay him!"

Unlike the excitement of the Japanese.

No one in the Great Xia could bear to watch this scene.

Many people turned their heads away, not wanting to look at this ghostly soldier who had once defeated the giants of the wilderness.

He died at the hands of that Japanese man.

Just when everyone thought it was over

Suddenly, something strange happened.

"Who gave you the right to address my master by his given name?"

General Yue's cold voice rang out; this was the first time he had spoken during his battle with Miyamoto.

This was also the last time he spoke.

"No!! Impossible!!!" Miyamoto looked at everything in front of him, unable to believe it.

The saviors from the alliance and the Japanese viewers watching the live stream were also in a panic.

"Oh my god!!!!!"

"This!! Miyamoto's Shusui is actually!!!"

These saviors had personally recounted that after Miyamoto unlocked his second talent, he directly annihilated a demon-faced spider.

But now, that indestructible blade...

It was actually being held in someone's hand like a toy.

Snap!

The next moment!!

The Akisui, representing the honor of the Miyamoto family, shattered into pieces.

"Do not!!!"

Miyamoto cried out in despair; it was his faith, his hope.

It is the glory of his ancestors.

But before any other thoughts could arise in his mind.

He only felt his body being thrown high into the air.

bass! ! !

A gunshot appeared before him.

Subsequently

pat! ! !

Miyamoto collapsed to the ground, his tendons in his hands and feet severed in that instant.

It has completely lost its combat capability.

It lay on the ground like a broken toy.

Countless souls of Japanese people also lay dead with them.

"Useless trash!!" Richard couldn't help but curse as he looked at the fallen Miyamoto.

An attack from fifty nations was actually stopped by just a few dozen ghost soldiers.

They didn't even pay any attention to Li Mo.

"Damn it!!!" His eyes gleamed with a faint green light.

I couldn't resist taking out a scroll-like object from my inventory.

"No!! It's not time yet!!"

Richard suppressed the urge to use the device and stared intently at the city gate.

And then another disturbance broke out at the city gate.

Click click click!!

The warriors who were constantly fighting the ghost soldiers suddenly began to suffer heavy losses.

All I could see was...

At the city gate, five ghostly soldiers dressed in the attire of ancient Xia Dynasty constables emerged from inside.

They held a rapier in their hands.

Wherever the sword passed, heads fell to the ground as easily as wheat was harvested.

Thousands of soldiers were unable to budge the city gate even an inch.

The Underworld Messengers of Fengdu

Those who performed good deeds in life become ghost messengers in the netherworld after death, a mid-level soldier in the Fengdu Underworld.

[Talent: Ghostly Being, a messenger of the underworld, can travel between the realms of Yin and Yang, possesses deep knowledge of human nature, and each attack deals massive critical damage]

As a mid-level unit in the underworld, its strength is far superior to that of ordinary ghost soldiers.

Their longswords swept across the area, unleashing a torrent of sword energy that instantly cleared a large open space.

A ghost and a sword guard Fengdu.

Richard's forehead veins bulged.

Are we, with fifty nations united, truly powerless against the Great Xia?!

You should know that the terrifying cannons on that city wall were only fired once; if they were all deployed...

I'm afraid our troops aren't even qualified to charge forward.

"Li Mo, just how much do you look down on me?!" Richard stared intently at the city wall.

"superior!!!"

He shouted.

Behind him, his bizarre futuristic warriors finally made their move.

They moved incredibly fast, and the green ghost face behind them continuously emanated terrifying power.

In the blink of an eye, the soldier appeared in front of the city gate.

boom! ! !

These future warriors have actually abandoned powerful technological capabilities.

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Instead, they chose to confront the ghost soldiers head-on.

The lush green aura surrounding them made their bodies incredibly powerful.

General Yue noticed something was wrong with the future warrior.

I was just about to go and take a look.

Her gaze suddenly turned towards Richard's direction.

He was holding a scroll in his hand.

He grinned maliciously; "You think you're the only one with a Heroic Spirit?!"

"Come forth, you demons of the hell of jealousy!!"

Rumble!!!

Splash! Splash! Splash!

The scroll in his hand was torn apart the instant.

A huge gap appeared in the earth.

A terrifying aura emanated from it.

That gap seemed to connect to hell.