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

But unfortunately

Something is several times faster than that!

Wow~

The black chains resembled a dark dragon.

The air was torn apart in an instant.

The chains seemed to possess a soul.

They suddenly charged out.

Countless bursts of yin energy erupted, resembling a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky and sun.

In the blink of an eye, they intercepted the demon's path.

A large hand suddenly squeezed.

Splash!

The yin energy shattered before the demon could even react.

Chains were already wrapped around his neck.

Followed by.

An astonishing power erupted instantly.

No matter how the demon roared or struggled.

Yet he was still pulled directly back to the front of the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

"Ah!!! Who are you all?!"

The shadow of death hovers over the devil's heart.

He spent many years in hell, experiencing countless life-or-death battles.

Even during the war that wiped out his clan ten thousand years ago, he was filled with fear.

But this time, he was like an ant in front of these two terrifying beings, just like an ordinary person.

The enormous body lay on the ground, the demon, the size of a small mountain, now prostrate on the ground.

Facing the Black and White Impermanence, they were like obedient dogs.

The moment Black Impermanence glanced at it with his pitch-black eyes, it felt its blood freeze and its body grow cold.

"Impossible!! How could there be a faction in this world that can crush Hell?!" The demon was furious, but in the face of that yin energy, he was even deprived of the right to speak.

"I give up!" a savior who had broken free from fear suddenly shouted.

Trying to abandon the mission, to hell with the country, to hell with responsibility, to hell with hierarchy.

All he wanted to do was get out of this hellish place as soon as possible.

He hated himself for listening to Richard's nonsense. If he hadn't come, the materials to repair the home might have already been collected.

but! !

There are no "what ifs" in this world.

He hadn't even finished shouting that he was abandoning the mission.

Splash!

The figure of Bai Wuchang appeared before him like a ghost.

The pale-faced man wore a smile.

But behind that smile lay an endless, deathly silence.

Splash! ...

The pale white chain around his waist quietly rose up.

It then exploded instantly in the void.

Boom!!!

In an instant, the chain transformed into countless chains.

They kept running in all directions.

Splash!

Splash!

Where the chains passed.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere.

It permeates everything!!

A warrior clad in heavy armor stood in front of his savior.

However, that seemingly delicate chain suddenly...

Snap!

It pierced through his armor, and along with his heart, it exploded.

Crimson blood splattered everywhere.

It splattered all over the savior's face.

Even so, the savior stood there like a lamb to the slaughter.

They remained motionless, as if they had been stripped of their ability to move in the presence of the Black and White Impermanence.

This battle—no!!—began with the appearance of the Black and White Impermanence.

This can no longer be called a battle.

It was not a massacre, but a one-sided massacre.

Fifty nations against one?

But now, that boy didn't even glance at them.

Perhaps from the very beginning of the battle, from the moment Li Mo accepted becoming a 'public enemy'.

The outcome of this battle was already predetermined.

Richard stood there dumbfounded, at a loss for what to do.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he quickly took out a green crystal from his inventory.

It was as if they had seen their only hope.

"Hmm? Aren't you attacking the Great Xia right now?" A jealous voice slowly echoed from the crystal.

"Yes!! But!! But two monsters have appeared in the Great Xia camp, and no one can resist them."

"Didn't I give you the scroll to summon demons?" Jealousy asked curiously.

Richard glanced at the demon groveling at the feet of the Black Impermanence, swallowed hard, and continued speaking.

"The demon! The demon has been suppressed! Please save me! Save me!!"

"Oh? Interesting. He can actually suppress demons. Could it be that he really inherited the power of the earth?" The jealous demon said, then changed the subject.

"Thank you for the information you provided, but..."

"You're useless now."

Jealousy, with a hint of mockery, quietly whispered in Richard's ear.

Then, in the next moment...

The gemstone also turned into ashes and slowly dissipated.

“FUCK!!” Richard cursed.

Then, he felt a chill appear in front of him.

A pair of eyes without any whites were staring intently at him.

At this moment, the underworld descends, and fear resurfaces.

Inside the National Development and Reform Commission.

"Beautiful!!!" Watching the battle unfold in the live stream, the director couldn't help but stand up and tap the table.

His whole body trembled with excitement.

One man alone could suppress all nations.

This is what a man should do! ! ! !

If all the men of my Great Xia were like this, what need would there be for injustice in the world?!

Compared to the Director's excitement, Old Master Chen was much calmer.

He looked at the live stream and said thoughtfully.

"Are there many programs abroad that criticize Daxia?"

As Li Mo accepted this 'unfair battle' began.

Many of America's allies have started hosting various live-streaming programs.

They constantly smear and attack Daxia.

Da Xia has remained silent on this matter.

"Old Master, what do you mean?" The Director looked at Old Master Chen, his eyes lighting up as if he had thought of something.

"Now that you know, why aren't you getting on with it? Are you waiting for me to go myself?"

Old Master Chen chuckled and cursed.

The fact that Da Xia has not taken any action does not mean that it is afraid or bowing its head.

To kill a snake, strike its vital spot; to kill a wolf, strike its waist first.

What live commentary could compare to the simultaneous attack on Li Mo by fifty countries, which resulted in failure?