"After all, the alliance is unreliable. Yamato people cannot put their hopes on aliens..." Yamamoto thought about the virtues of the anti-white alliance, but gave up the idea of ​​relying on them.

Under the leadership of the United States, the European Union, Yamato, Latin Alliance, Mao and Russia temporarily put aside their prejudices a year ago and established an alliance meeting to discuss jointly dealing with the continuous extension of the outward goal, with the goal of swallowing the entire white land of the earth.

However, the great powers, which have always been full of contradictions, have been in harmony with each other in the alliance meeting with the spirit of a dead fellow Taoist, and have no deep cooperation. The agreements signed are all superficially illusory.

Since the primary goal is Yamato, other countries hope that they can do everything they can to weaken the power of the White Earth as much as possible.

Relying on the unique volcanic spirit stone resources, Yamato ranked first in the world, which is also the fundamental reason why they were listed as a powerful country in the era of spiritual energy.

Although I do not expect Yamato to be able to suffer both losses with Bai Zhidi, it is better to use other people's lives to waste than to consume their own lives.

Therefore, almost all the support Yamato received was advanced military equipment and spiritual materials, while very few extraordinary troops from various countries were found.

"No matter whether you choose to resist or not, the final result will not be different." The ambassador's voice suddenly became without any emotion, as if he had changed to another person in an instant.

"He is here?" Yamamoto, who was thinking, immediately guessed the reason after discovering that the Ambassador Baizhidi, who had no threat to him, had a faint sense of shock on his body.

"Can I think this is a formal declaration of war?" A mere ray of temporary projection of force naturally could not make Yamamoto bow his head. He used his gesture to stop the people who were about to come forward to protect him, and then asked without being outdone.

"There is no concept of fighting between us. Within ten years, I will take over the entire planet." A terrifying pressure appeared from the ambassador who was staring in a spirit and was like a puppet.

The guard in charge of Yamamoto's security had a little distorted expression at this moment.

Because even if they only face the pressure leaked from the ambassador in front of them, they still need to use all their strength to resist to ensure that they will not be pressed to kneel down on the ground.

If you make a fool of yourself in this situation and bend your knees and affect Yamato's image, you will probably have to choose to commit suicide by septum afterwards.

"Heart of the Heart!" Yamamoto pulled out his sword and released a colorless flame barrier to fight against the fierce pressure.

After being surrounded by the flames of the barrier, the pressure on them was reduced to a point where they could easily bear it. The defenders who were still struggling to support them immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Compared with destruction, it is indeed interesting to create." Looking at Yamamoto, who had already entered the state of war, the descending body suddenly said something inconspicuous and then disappeared.

Bai Mo, who is studying how to reshape the body of the soul, happened to have a new breakthrough at this point, so he retracted the will of the arrival of Yamamoto and focused all his thoughts on more important issues.

No matter whether the scene is spoken or not, how to advance or how to advance, there will be no changes or compromises. The study of reshaping the body is much more interesting in his eyes.

"Mr. Yamamoto, are you..." The ambassador who regained consciousness did not notice that his body had been temporarily called, so he asked everyone who was facing a great enemy in confusion.

"It's okay." After judging from his tone, Yamamoto took back the long knife in his hand and his expression returned to his coldness.

Another meeting to summon the ambassador ended in vain, and Bai Mo's appearance became an insignificant little episode.

America, the new hexagon.

"The Yamato side has only two years left. When this continental bridge is built to Yamato, everything is over." New US President Gate said, pointing to the latest world map.

"We who are located on the American continent have a maximum of ten years."

"How long will it take to build a 'worm'?" At the internal meeting, former President Joseph, who attended, raised his own questions.

After nearly eight years of operation, although he failed to achieve the idea of ​​becoming emperor in the United States, he also successfully turned the next president into his own person, and he would run for president again in the next eight years.

The democratic elections that America originally relied on were finally played with by him as a trick of alternate offices.

"It will take at least three years. Sometimes I wonder if we will release a monster that destroys the world in the end?" Gate's tone was a little worried.

"If you don't have the ability to destroy the world, do you think you can deal with that person?" Raul, who was holding a pipe next to him, obviously saw more openly and confidently.

In the past decade, things like morality, equality, and human rights have been greatly impacted, and the advantage is that with the relaxation of the lower limit, a bunch of black technologies that would have caused widespread moral controversy have been quietly developed by various secret laboratories in the United States.

As a big arms dealer, Raul, his subordinate Moss Laboratory is an important part of it. The manufacturing of "worms" is the main research work of Moss Laboratory.

"Tic, what do you think?" Several people looked at Marshall Tic, who was sitting aside, wearing a black military cap.

Since the Australian temptation a year ago, a clone with considerable strength as his body was destroyed, the original fat man, Tic, suddenly lost dozens of pounds. It has not been until now that he has gradually recovered. His always arrogant personality has also restrained a lot and has become abnormally taciturn.

"He was roughly fifty times stronger than mine a year ago." A year later, as an enemy he had fought in person, Tic gave accurate data for the first time.

After his failed test, no one was willing to get into trouble and consult the specific situation. Tickey's tyranny and arrogance are well known, and the butcher is definitely not a false reputation.

The people he killed with his own hands have exceeded five figures, most of which occurred during the Civil War. Tic's countless enemies who fled from the United States to the Latin Alliance, after regaining their foothold, they jointly offered a reward of 10 billion US dollars for Tic's head, but to this day, he is still alive.

Because Tic remained silent, analysts could only obtain environmental data on the Australian battlefield through post-site inspections, and use computers to cooperate with special reconnaissance personnel to partially restore the situation at that time.
Chapter completed!