Subcontinent·The colonial capital of the Legluk Empire·Moombai Port

In the extremely luxurious and huge conference room, the holy emblems representing different forces are lined up and hung on the wall. The divine light visible to the naked eye shines on everything, and the invisible pressure conflicts and stirs with each other, transforming into a world-destroying world in a dimension beyond matter.

of turbulent waves.

The contradictions in the imaginary world were projected into the real world. Members in the giant conference room were divided into more than a dozen groups to attack each other, and noisy roars could be heard.

But the leaders in the front row remained calm and composed, allowing the people below to argue, rob, and compromise...

Unless things don't change, when they open their mouths, it means death, war and destruction!

Gazing calmly at the lively venue like a vegetable market, an elegant and handsome white man wearing a gorgeous tuxedo and a gold-rimmed monocle picked up a black civilized staff on the rostrum and punched the ground twice.

"quiet."

The magnetic low voice turned into a true and true law. In an instant, the entire venue was silent, and everyone in the back row lowered their heads in awe.

"Miss Brenda, please come on stage."

Brenda Mill, who was waiting at the side, took a deep breath and stepped onto the podium step by step under the spotlight.

Although she had been mentally prepared, when the legendary figures in the front row cast their gazes, Brenda Mill was almost crushed by their substantive gazes.

Don’t look directly at gods…

She lowered her head tremblingly, and suddenly, Brenda Mill felt a warm force that dispelled her pressure. She caught a glimpse of her uncle who was connected by blood in her peripheral vision, and she suddenly felt infinite courage in her heart.

Holding her chest high again, Brenda Mill looked at her nose, nose and heart, and slowly but firmly walked onto the podium.

"To Mr. John, President of St. John's Company..."

"Legluk Empire, Subcontinent Colonial Governor..."

"The Holy Spirit Holy See, Peacock Diocese, His Excellency the Archbishop..."

"Flu Empire, Subcontinent Colonial Governor..."

"Governor of the Colonies of the Doru Empire and Subcontinent..."

"Squia Empire Subcontinent Colonial Governor..."

"Dichman Empire, Subcontinent Colonial Governor..."

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"The Damin Empire connives at thugs to attack merchants, uses various unfair and discriminatory methods to suppress chambers of commerce, and plunders our wealth in the most barbaric and brutal ways, causing insults and harm to His Majesty's officials and subjects in various countries."

"We should respond to the atrocities committed by the Damin Empire, otherwise those barbaric, backward, ignorant, and cruel guys will gradually erode our bottom line."

"[Holy Holy See] The previous Archbishop of Damin Diocese was brutally murdered. Now, they are coveting our wealth and murdering defenseless businessmen, causing chambers of commerce in various countries to go bankrupt one after another."

"Such tragedies happen again and again. Do we still have to endure them?"

"No! Never!"

"Only by protecting the legitimate interests of businessmen from all over the world in Damin can..."

Brenda Mill was wearing an exquisite dress, and her sonorous and powerful words combined with her body movements were extremely provocative. Not only did the participants in the back row nod their heads, but even the leaders in the front row couldn't help but look at her.

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Listening to the girl's methodical words, the big shots below had different expressions and communicated silently.

"Mir, is this your niece?"

"Yes."

"To be able to express your will under our gaze is worthy of the blood of the Mir family."

"Once, she was just an ignorant idiot, but now, she can be promoted to the third level in just two years, and she is calm and composed under the gaze of the gods. Haha, hatred... is really the most effective catalyst!"

"The branch of your Mir family in the Far East has been wiped out. Why do you feel a little happy?"

"Of course it's because the new Holy Land has opened its door to us, and I believe that when Brenda grows up, she will build a stronger family in the Far East..."

A handsome middle-aged white man stroked his beard and looked at the girl on the podium with satisfaction.

"Damin is indeed a blessed place, but it is full of thorns..."

"Don't let your impression stop at their heyday. Since the new [Emperor] came to the throne, they have destroyed their fleet and been weak for hundreds of years. Now is the best opportunity to dismember this ancient empire."

"I still don't believe they will self-destruct that [Invincible Fleet]. Even if they seal half of it intact, it will be a force that cannot be underestimated once it is restarted!"

"Haha, our people have infiltrated the upper echelons of the court and are sure that they have completely destroyed that fleet. It should be very clear in the document."

"If you really want to be so sure, your Legluk Empire has already taken action on your own. Why do you still need to call all countries together for a meeting?"

"Damin is too big. Even if his turtle shell is cracked open, our power in the Far East will not be able to form an effective occupation on land. Moreover, once we take action there, a large number of our power in the subcontinent will inevitably be mobilized, so...

... will pull you to tie up your interests."

"Hahaha, are you afraid that we will join forces and carve up your colony?"

"Yes."

The handsome middle-aged white man was teasing me, stroking his beard and admitting calmly.

"I admit that expansion to the Far East is a very tempting proposition, but now that the old forces in the subcontinent have just been dismembered, sporadic resistance in various places has not been suppressed, and such vast colonies have not yet been digested, and they are seizing new lands. I

I'm afraid of indigestion..."

"Yes, we should digest it for several decades, completely integrate the power of the colonies, and then expand to the Far East."

Opposition came in like a tide. The handsome middle-aged white man's eyes were dull and calm, staring into the void.

"Damin is different from other primitive empires. It is impossible for us to devour and separatize the empire from the beginning. At best, we can use coastal ports and islands as nodes to establish colonial cities and connect them into a huge encirclement network to eliminate the possibility of their external expansion, and then gradually expand

This process of encroaching inland may last for decades or even hundreds of years."

"But the [Twilight of the Gods] catastrophe is coming, and we don't have much time left..."

As he spoke, a dark luster appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged white man, and his voice seemed to come from the distant sky.

"Don't look at the current corruption of the Damin Empire. If their new emperor ascends the throne and suddenly awakens, with their terrifying size, once they get on the right path, we will face an invincible opponent!"

"We must not let him wake up from his slumber. Only by dismembering him when he is at his weakest can we occupy an advantageous position in [Twilight of the Gods]."

Hearing this, the gods looked at each other, some solemnly, but some didn't take it seriously.

But at this moment, the handsome nobleman in tuxedo on the rostrum moved his eyes slightly and lightly tapped the civilized staff twice.

Dong Dong~

The deep voice seemed to explode in everyone's hearts. After attracting everyone's attention, the man named John smiled slightly.

"The [Fengshentai] located in Damin Imperial Capital has been touched."

"This time [Battle of the Gods] has a very interesting contestant."

As he spoke, he looked leisurely at Brenda Mill and uttered three words with great interest.

"Zhao Yinshun."

boom!

It was like a thunder exploded in her mind, Brenda Mill's eyes instantly turned red, and her two tiger teeth made a crunching sound.

It was because of this guy that her whole family was wiped out and all her property was plundered. Such a blood feud has been deeply engraved in her bones!

"Currently the top of the [God List], one of the most promising new gods in the future, let us appreciate his performance."

Lifting the pure black civilization staff and pointing it towards the void, a lifelike illusory image instantly unfolded over the conference room, clearly projecting the scene half a planet away in front of everyone.

At the same time, being touched by [Fengshentai], the projections of lists all over the world resonated. Many unfathomable beings were connected to the information network in the dark, and they could immersively see what was far away in the world.

Battles thousands or even hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.

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boom!

The violent battle ax struck the ground hard, tearing open a crack that was more than ten meters long. The roaring gravel was like cannonball fragments sprayed hundreds of meters into the air, and even fell as far as a thousand meters away.

However, the terrible attack had no effect. Zhao Yinshun stood behind Eve Eugene, quietly observing the boundless [Conferred God Platform].

To say it is [Taiwan], it is better to say it is a special independent world!

The endless land spread infinitely in all directions. No matter how hard Zhao Yinshun used his eyesight, he could not see the edge of the world.

The battlefield of the gods... or the place where the gods fell... or the tomb of the gods...

Various information flashed in his mind. Zhao Yinshun raised his steps and disappeared like a phantom. The next second, the terrifying giant ax whizzed past, tearing the air in a radius of more than ten meters into an incurable vacuum.

"Draw your sword! Are you just going to hide like a bitch?"

Faced with the blond woman's roar, Zhao Yinshun hesitated to speak, but hesitated to speak.

Brother...you are the girl...

But he did not pull out the [White Emperor] from his waist. The young man just moved his body gently, and the joints all over his body made a series of crackling sounds.
To be continued...