My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Latan closed the Book of Magnus and asked, "Zheng, do you know this person from De Chardin?"

"...General, I only got a 'D' in History of Magic last semester." Zheng Shilong seemed a little embarrassed.

"It has nothing to do with the history of magic. This philosopher and paleontologist worked in China for many years and was one of the pioneers and founders of Chinese Paleolithic archaeology. As a Chinese, how come you don't know him?" Latan teased.

Zheng Shilong suddenly remembered something and complained, "General, before I traveled through time, I used a Chinese software called 'Little Red Book'. Some creatures on it didn't even recognize great men."

"???" Latan's huge body was shocked, his eyes widened at this incomprehensible stupidity, "Hutao, you are also Chinese, is what Zheng said true?"

Hu Tao, who was putting a windbreaker on Zheng Shilong, said: "Little Red Book is like this. Patriots only need to devote themselves to the battle, follow orders, and work hard for the revolution. But sophisticated egoists need to consider a lot of things."

Dante couldn't help but curse: "This kind of person is worse than dog shit!"

Minamoto Kiyotaka's tone was filled with disgust: "I think it's dog shit again."

"Compared to this kind of scum, I care more about why big brother mentioned De Rijin." Colin took a very intimate and loving photo of Hu Tao and Zheng Shilong, and said while swinging the Polaroid photo.

Cassandra imitated Latarn's favorite move - crossing her arms over her chest, and said, "Yes, dear, don't keep me in suspense."

"Teilhard de Chardin proposed that the most important event currently taking place in the history of the earth may indeed be the process in which those with vision continue to discover that this ever-changing universe is creating something or a top person under the law of convergence..."

Latan repeated softly, his eyes gazing at the array of U.S. naval and air forces arrayed on the sea level beyond the limits of human vision, as well as the U.S. government that showed clear hostility towards him.

"This is the end of the only evil that has ever existed among mankind. Its name is - disunity."

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On the Nimitz-class nuclear-powered aircraft carrier USS Nimitz, the eardrums of five-star Admiral Corporal Mike were almost pierced by the piercing alarm. He took out the pipe that he had not yet lit, and looked through the bridge that had suddenly become chaotic, at the radar officer who was sweating profusely.

"Report the situation." Seeing that the radar officer had no response, Mike raised his voice, "Speak! Captain!"

The radar officer was a black man, but Mike could see the paleness in his dark face. The captain moved his thick lips, but raised his hand without saying a word, pointing at the dark green radar oscilloscope in front of him.

Mike forced himself to swallow the words "stupid nigger" that were about to come to his lips, because he saw on the oscilloscope that every bright green light spot that represented the missiles fired by the fleet at the Mechanical Demon God deviated from its course before hitting the target!

Hundreds of light points gathered into a large ball of light, just like a giant rolling up the arrows shot at him into a ball...

Then it threw it back towards the fleet!

A straight line instantly appeared on the radar, its speed far exceeded the maneuverability limit of the aircraft carrier, and even anti-aircraft weapons could hardly track it!

Mike clearly heard the piercing whistling of a giant metal ball made up of missiles cutting through the air. The sound was so sharp that blood flowed from both of his ears. Then there was a loud bang of steel colliding, and a non-commissioned officer in charge of communications stood up suddenly.

"Sir! The deck of the USS Eisenhower has been hit!"

"Give me the telescope! Now! Right now!"

Without bothering to wipe the blood from his ears, Mike stumbled to the porthole, snatched the telescope from the soldier, and looked in the direction of the USS Eisenhower.

On the deck of the aircraft carrier named after the 34th President of the United States, a huge hole was clearly visible, as if it had been hit by a meteorite. Sea water gushed out of it, causing the bow of the aircraft carrier to sink a large part!

At the same time, the communications officer screamed again: "Sir! All the carrier-based aircraft we sent out have lost their mobility! The pilots said... they seemed to be frozen in mid-air by something invisible!"

It's gravity.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Mike's forehead. He had long known how powerful the opponent was. After all, the shocking battle between the Dark Demon and the Red and Silver Giant was witnessed by almost everyone. As an official, he also knew that there was such a group as wizards in the world.

If Stark Group and the U.S. Congress hadn't strongly requested the military to collect all data on the Dark Demon, he would not have appeared in this damn Atlantic Ocean!

But he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Is this what they call magic?"

A deep and powerful voice sounded in his ears: "Is this the arrogance of the United States?"

"Who?!" Mike turned around suddenly, scaring the soldier whose binoculars he had taken away. But there was no one behind him, which instantly soaked his back with sweat.

The voice was so close, it was as if someone was speaking on his back. He could even feel the faint airflow caused by the sound vibrating the air, but he couldn't find the person who was speaking at all!

"Who's here?!" Mike yelled at the air like a madman, "Come out!!!"

At this moment, the black radar officer screamed in fear like a little boy being dragged into the confessional by a priest: "Sir! The enemy is shooting at us! 6 in number, speed 3 Mach!"

"What is it?" Mike felt stupid the moment he asked.

Because everyone in the bridge stood up involuntarily and looked at the sky outside the porthole with reverence and fear.

They were missiles. Six missiles equipped with nuclear warheads were fired directly at the Nimitz. The yellow and black nuclear symbols on the warheads were like the call of the god of death, making people feel cold to the bones.

Above the missiles, there were figures standing one after another. The leader had red hair flying, a magnificent figure, arms folded across his chest, a black robe fluttering in the wind, and a pair of eyes emitting a faint purple light that seemed to be able to penetrate space and directly pierce into Mike's mind.

That deep and powerful voice sounded in his mind: "Unfortunately, my arrogance is greater than yours."

Mike swallowed hard, and the saliva got stuck in his throat for a moment, along with his belief in the great power of the United States.

Who in the world today can resist such a terrifying red-haired demon?

"Now."

The missiles hovered above the aircraft carrier fleet. Latan's voice came from the porthole and Mike's mind at the same time: "You only have two choices, be destroyed by me, or unite with me."

Mike took the microphone connected to the ship's loudspeaker from the communications officer and wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

The stupid orders from the President and Congress forced him to attack the giant crossing the sea at any cost.

But behind this order, which would cause countless young men to die in the Atlantic Ocean, was the manipulation of the Jewish Rothschild family.

Others may not know, but as a five-star general, how could Mike not understand that those Jews on Wall Street are strangling America's balls, as if they are the real masters of the United States.

Being pointed at by these Jews from behind with guns, Mike only felt angry and helpless. In front of the dark devil, the invincible fleet of the US Navy was like a group of ants trying to kill humans, so fragile and pitiful.

"I--" Mike just uttered a word when he was interrupted by Latan.

"The time has come." Ratan raised his right arm and slashed down vertically like a sword, "Grey Knights, board the ship!"