With force in his hand, the metal-colored heart the size of a human head was crushed immediately.
Nano-blood spattered, leaving a few drops of sad residual red on the side of Bai Tangjing's face.
The battle with Armstrong had already reached the clouds, and now there was no obstruction above the military port. The sun shone directly down, mixing the shadows of the living and the dead.
Baitang Jing, who was calm, silently looked at Armstrong's body with his head lowered but still looking hideous and terrifying for a while, and then suddenly spoke.
""Tianwu Killing Way" - Heart-breaking Way, this is the name of the move that kills you."
"Its origin is irrelevant, because the founder is no longer in this world, and now its connotation has been greatly modified by me."
"The 'heart' in the Heart-breaking Way not only refers to the heart, but also refers to the central key to the circulation of power."
"Perceive, track the flow of the opponent's power, and then find the center to attack. Every process in this process is achieved to the highest level."
"It's the 'Heart-Breaking Way' that achieves a passing level of completion in one move."
After finishing speaking, Bai Tangjing threw the remains in his hands on the ground without any hesitation, just like throwing away a used tissue.
Armstrong was wrong.
Bai Tangjing will explain his power to him unabashedly.
Because the efforts he made for his ideals were profound and the price was cruel, it was worthy of Bai Tangjing's special attention.
Moreover, in his last words, he said that the two had "likeminded interests".
Bai Tangjing knew in his heart that this was not wrong.
Armstrong had the ambition to change the world, and he also had the power to change the world.
So he did not hesitate to build a world where "the strong can implement their thoughts with strength."
Although Bai Tangjing's attack on him seemed to have stopped his actions, in fact it was actually a process of "the stronger person using stronger power to implement his thoughts to the stronger person".
Bai Tangjing cannot refute this.
But he didn’t want to deny it at all!
"Strength is the strength of thought"!
On the road to pursuing strength, this is a fact as clear as black and white!
Armstrong was right too.
Bai Tangjing despised his ideal itself.
Armstrong used the White Hall Mirror as a symbol and model of the legitimacy and rationality of his ideals.
I believe that external factors such as the growth environment are not enough to hinder the truly strong.
But Bai Tangjing himself knows how many opportunities he has received during his growth and how much struggle he has gone through to reach his current height.
So when Bai Tangjing left slowly, he could say these words to Armstrong's body calmly and naturally.
"Do you think it is inevitable for a strong man like 'me' to appear? No. Even I don't think so."
"A White Hall Mirror stood at the pinnacle of mankind, looked down at Armstrong, and took out his heart. Then there were ten "White Hall Mirrors" at his feet, desperately trying to climb up! A hundred "White Hall Mirrors"
"Died in pain! A thousand 'White Hall Mirrors' screamed in despair! Ten thousand 'White Hall Mirrors' disappeared silently. So, Armstrong."
“Abandoning the pursuit of environmental justice and blindly emphasizing ‘the prosperity of the strong’? Enough is enough.”
"So I have no hesitation in saying that your ideals are a piece of shit."
The shadows of the living and the corpses separated in the sunlight and grew farther and farther apart.
The ground began to tremble inexplicably, and the waters around the military port began to tremble as if they were boiling.
Thick and obviously different life energy from human beings began to overflow the ground.
In the eyes of observers, the life energy is even more extensive than sea water!
We haven’t seen its true form yet, but its presence has already filled the world!
As the ground shook violently, Armstrong's body was gradually engulfed by the rolling lava.
Human disaster has been quelled with the death of the leader of the interest group. When violence faces more powerful violence, weakness is the inevitable result.
But the "god" who was awakened by humans and took action.
How should mankind experience such turbulence, and what price should it pay to calm the waves it causes in the world?
Muto's hatching is irreversible, but the only thing to be happy about is that there is still some time.
The Baitang mirror in mid-air looked at the surging magma below and the deep black hole in the center of the magma.
Turn around and head toward Washington.
~~~~~~
The military port is very close to Washington.
After being separated from his opponent, Bai Tang Jing only left a few drops of residual redness of nano blood on the side of his face.
The remaining injuries have been restored to normal under the reactivated Titan energy.
He was currently sitting on the chair that symbolized the highest power in the free world, looking through the window of the White House at the expensive Bermuda lawn outside this ancient building.
He was pressed for time, but he couldn't get the information he wanted urgently, so he simply relaxed before the big battle.
After all, his opponent this time is not on the same level as all the previous creatures.
There are several school groups on the lawn who are scheduled to have routine visits today.
Young people, no matter which country they are in, are always full of vitality.
And most of the young people who sign up for old-fashioned activities like "White House Tours" have a high-spirited attitude that is rare in this country today.
Given Bai Tangjing's age, he shouldn't say such old-fashioned words.
But the thickness of life depends on experience. The scenery that the boy has seen has surpassed the imagination of this era.
The men and women on the lawn were lively, cheerful, and chattering as they waited to enter the White House.
And everyone took all the camera equipment they had and took a lot of shots at the room where Bai Tangjing was.
Although the glass in this room is one-way transparent, they should not have known that a yellow-skinned man was sitting in the president's seat at this time.
However, what if this man, in full view of everyone, lifts up the roof of the entire White House, which weighs more than a thousand tons, like lifting an ant nest, and then falls in, and then thoughtfully puts the roof back in place.
I'm afraid there's no normal person in Washington who hasn't seen the white roof suspended in mid-air.
Although in the eyes of the boy, the entire huge city will experience unimaginable crises in the next few hours, everyone outside the window still does not know their fate.
They have no information, no vision, and no power.
So I can only immerse myself in the cheers at this moment, and I am not even qualified to be anxious about the crisis that will befall me.
The legal owner of the chair under Bai Tangjing's buttocks, President Walker, was like a primary school student who had been detained in class.
Sitting awkwardly on a stool that clearly didn't fit his body type.
Walker's figure is not beyond the norm. He is a middle-aged white elite who maintains a good figure.
Obesity and sub-health will not happen to him.
But a small stool without a backrest.
Walker looked at the dust on his shoulders, which was the dust that fell when the White Hall mirror removed the roof of the White House like a toy.
Looking in the direction outside the closed door, there were twenty-seven agents using genetic fluid prostheses of the earth's core creatures lying there. All of them had their legs cut off.
There are also ten giant beasts with a strength of around 150,000 horses.
Regardless of how they achieved the status of giant beasts, but now
A's spine is inserted into B's belly, B's spine is inserted into C's chest, and so on.
With their regenerative abilities, the injuries would not be fatal or disabling, but they would have to wail in the abyss of pain for at least ten minutes before they could regain their mobility.
All this happened so fast that no one outside the White House even noticed that a violent incident had occurred, and they were still immersed in the atmosphere of a "superhero reality show."
Walker didn't say anything in the end and just sat upright on the stool.
The assistant who had served several presidents stood aside cautiously, looking at Walker's stool in fear from time to time.
That was the seat he handed to the president when the accident happened.
Although it is a small stool that he usually uses to stand on tiptoe
But God is my witness! In the moment just now, the foundation of the entire White House was raised by one meter!
Under the circumstances of shaking, building collapse, and random dust, this small stool was really the only seat that remained clean and intact within two seconds after Mr. Bai Tang said "please sit down"!
In fact, Bai Tangjing did not treat them harshly, but just by running Titan energy to recover the wounds, the life energy that could almost drown ordinary people had already caused the people present to have a nervous breakdown.
That's why the White House butler shoved a small stool under the president's buttocks after Bai Tangjing spoke.
——His nerves were almost broken.
"I just believe what you said."
Looking at Bai Tangjing's sudden opening outside the window, Walker, who was restlessly sitting on the small bench, breathed a sigh of relief.
He used almost twice as much effort on the young man in front of him as he did when he was running for president, to prove that he was just a sideshow calculated by Armstrong's alliance of interests.
Bai Tangjing continued: "Don't waste time, next topic, have you found the information I need?"
He actually didn't care whether President Walker was from Armstrong's side.
Armstrong is dead, and the interest groups surrounding his extraordinary strength have collapsed.
Even if Walker is one of his men, he is as harmless as an ant that has left the nest.
The person who holds the greatest power in the free world immediately took out the prepared information and put it on the table from the bench.
While playing it, force yourself to say what you remembered in your mind two minutes ago.
"Armstrong's private database was fully open to you not long ago with a designated command, so we were able to successfully enter it and collect information."
Having said this, Walker glanced at Bai Tangjing's expression carefully.
This is the instinctive desire of politicians to collect information.
The two men who fought to death not long ago are now automatically released by Armstrong's private database to Bai Tangjing. There must be some joint in this that others don't know about.
"'Traveler'. Hey!"
Bai Tangjing, who originally looked calm, now laughed and cursed.
"Armstrong, you are such a person that for the sake of your ideals, you will not hesitate to put everything in your life at the hands of your murderous enemy!"
This was probably the authorization issued by Armstrong through the nanomachines in his body when he was about to die.
He is worthy of being a man who can conquer several powerful beasts with more than 200,000 horses. Even if his ideals are regarded as rubbish by Bai Tangjing, this determination is enough to defeat countless mediocre people in the world.
Walker's report is no longer needed. The information in his mind has been dug out by Bai Tangjing in just a moment.
Walker stretched out his hand and raised his palms in front of him. He didn't know why the other party didn't listen.
But he still kept his mouth shut with a wink.
"The Mad Dragon Crystal has been developed to this extent by you, Armstrong."
Bai Tangjing pondered.
Only 5% difference.
There is only a paltry 5% away from the success of Armstrong's plan!
"Using the weakening effect of dragon disease on the power of giant beasts."
"Infection with Mad Dragon crystals weakens the male Muto in the embryonic state, and then uses every key muscle fiber in Muto's body as a carrier to install a nerve bridging device."
"Each device is equipped with one child's trained brain and one hundred and fifty thousand child brains!"
The strength of Titans will also be weakened when "infected".
A large amount of crazy dragon crystals are enough to put Muto's body into an immune state, which is a human "fever".
After that, there is no extravagance to control the Titan's brain. This is simply impossible for human consciousness.
Instead, change your thinking and win by quantity.
Lay a large number of nerve bridging devices to the most basic muscle fiber level.
This is why Armstrong needed a lot of children's brains.
The only training those brains have had since they were removed from the skull is to control a muscle according to instructions!
"This is the reason why he wants to start a war with me. He even wants to start a war with the Titans!"
He found a way to control the god-like beast, although he had to use human children as consumables.
But as long as he can open up the situation with Muto eggs, then he can have an army of Muto!
What Bai Tangjing dug out of Walker's brain was the female Muto's egg that they had hidden.
Armstrong's grand plan has disappeared with his death, and even if it is re-excavated in the future, it will be in the future.
Now, at least there is good news.
"In other words, that MUTO is in a 'sick' state."
Bai Tangjing murmured.
Walker, who was sitting on the bench, immediately added: "With those neural bridging devices not activated, it is expected that this state will last for at least half an hour."
Judging from the amount of mad dragon crystals currently infused into Muto's eggs, this conclusion is correct.
And if Armstrong's theory is followed, those controlled muscles can delay the process of "rejection" of the mad dragon crystals, doubling the combat time.
And after the war, he took control of Muto and restarted the process of ingesting the Mad Dragon Crystal.
It is equivalent to refueling the machine.
What he wanted has been obtained, including Muto's body structure, current condition, and the hands and feet that Armstrong did in the egg.
Facing an enemy with unprecedented high standards, Bai Tangjing did not let go of any information.
And now.
"Walker."
"Mr. Baitang?"
The president is very familiar with the transition of identities. Now he is no worse than the White House butler standing aside.
"Maybe I can give you an hour? An hour and a half at most."
"What do you mean?"
Cold sweat began to flow from his forehead. Walker's wisdom had already made him think of a possibility. But because the possible consequences were too bad, he refused to believe it.
Bai Tang Jing has no habit of giving weak people a chance to escape reality.
He stood up from the chair that symbolized power without any hesitation or wavering.
"Evacuate people. Especially around the Potomac River."
"Sir, that's a population of at least three million!"
"If you do well, they will still have a 'population' of three million in a few hours. If you do poorly,"
Bai Tangjing did not turn to Walker, but looked out the window at the people who still knew nothing and cheered for the "Superhero Reality Show".
There was a helpless indifference to his voice.
"That's just the 'number of victims' of three million."
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