I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

Who can't see that you are playing a double game to seize the initiative?

Her hands clenched in an instant.

Jianshan Huangquan is a thorn in her heart.

But, it will be soon... soon.

Followed by.

As the news was announced, the conference room fell into complete silence.

This is too outrageous.

Even Ayanokouji, who had some guesses, found it hard to accept.

Is this another threat of world destruction?

Do you want it to be so exciting?

Jianshan Mei's appearance was not as stunning as her cousin Jianshan Huangquan, but her temperament was colder. She glanced at everyone in the conference room.

"As the head of the Neon Military, I hope everyone will follow my instructions and find the evil god priest.

Your mission is to stop the main force of the evil god and create an opportunity for us. Remember to follow orders."

The tone was not very exciting, but the words were so aggressive.

The conference room fell silent.

Yang Nai drank tea with a smile.

Ayanokouji seemed to have seen a flying saucer and was studying it intently.

Yukino's eyes were wandering.

Kurumi smiled dangerously.

Hideyoshi scratched his face in embarrassment.

Glass?

Sorry, she's just a poor, helpless deaf-mute.

Neuropathy.

They're not cerebral palsy.

This kind of disaster involving the Tianmu mentioned, and letting them go up there as cannon fodder?

159. Federation: Alpaca, Neon, did you hear that? Alpaca!

"what?"

A question filled with contempt was raised. Sato Kazuma, who had been pretending to be a fool, suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Our mutual aid association is a non-governmental organization. We have our own pace and investors. We are not used to accepting government control."

"Please note, Mr. Kazuma, I don't mean to make any requests."

Jian Shanming said calmly: "This is an order from the military, not a request for your opinion. You have no right to refuse."

She frowned and glanced at Kazuma, "Okay, you can sit down now."

"Order?"

A dangerous arc appeared on He Zhen's lips. With a wave of his hand, blue arcs exploded layer by layer, forming a magnificent giant longbow in his hand.

A magnificent purple arc of electricity condensed into an arrow in his hand, and he aimed it at Jianshan Huangquan and asked word by word: "You said, are you ordering us?"

Immediately, the officials were furious.

Everyone felt a suffocating threat.

This carefree young man has come to this point?

Jianshan Mei found it difficult to maintain his composure.

Just a lucky guy, and he reached this level in more than two months?

A few months exceeded her more than ten years of hard training and resources?

Canopy.

Canopy.

The sky curtain!!!

There was a complex mixture of jealousy, hatred, disbelief, and other emotions in Jianshan Ming's eyes.

"Okay, calm down, Kazuma."

"297" at this time.

Yang Nai spoke.

Seeing Kazuma snort coldly and put away his longbow, she looked at Jianshan Mei with a smile: "Miss Jianshan, you have also seen that in the mutual aid association, I am just a mortal who helps these masters with miscellaneous matters.

I really can't agree to your request.

But Kazuma is right about one thing…"

She repeated calmly, "The Mutual Aid Association is a civilian organization and cannot accept military transfers. I am very grateful to Ms. Isayama for bringing you the news.

But for the rest, I’m sorry.”

Jianshan Mei wanted to say something else.

Yang No narrowed his eyes and said, "The Fujiwara family, the Minamoto family, and the Shijo family all mean the same thing."

The mutual aid association has developed to this point, and her network of relationships has become so complex that it even reaches directly to the federal government.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to obtain the Federation’s most advanced heavy firepower.

Jianshan Ming's face turned pale and blue, and finally he laughed angrily.

"Okay, okay, okay, you're going to use those guys to pressure me, right? We'll see what happens then."

As people walk away.

conference hall.

"Finally gone."

Kazuma collapsed on the stool like a deflated ball. "This is not something a human should do. Don't ask me to do it next time. Let Kiyotaka do it. He looks fierce."

Made.

This job is really tiring.

I heard that it was Ang who did this before, so pitiful...

Eh, that’s not right. Ang doesn’t need to pretend, he’s just a young and naive guy.

Yang No shook her head: "Kiyotaka's identity has been exposed long ago. Using a politician's son as a clueless young man is too insulting."

"Ok."

Kazuma slumped down on the table in frustration and asked weakly, "Then what should we do? We can't just watch, right?"

"As long as you exist in this world, you will eventually leave a mark."

Yang No chuckled and pushed a stack of documents over.

Even if all the Deep Divers were killed, what would happen? Based on their movement patterns, would it be difficult to infer the possible entrance?

It's the information age.

I don’t know how many supercomputers there are.

“No… … .”

Yang No looked at Jian Shanmei's dignified figure leaving downstairs and frowned slightly.

This Jianshan Mei... seems to have some problems.

Should we remind Huang Quan?

In terms of status, it seems inappropriate for her, who can barely be considered a friend, to say such words that alienate other people's relatives.

……

Even the boys and girls in the mutual aid society can think of this kind of thinking.

Think tanks from all over the world will naturally not miss it.

Almost immediately upon arriving in Japan, information, data, surveillance, etc. from all over Tokyo were forcibly taken away.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the top extraordinary families from all over the world came again.

Forty minutes later, using the world's most advanced supercomputer, the possible entrances were listed one by one and began an intensive investigation.

One hour and twenty minutes later, seven entrances were discovered.

The Deep Divers engaged in exploratory firefights with the extraordinary military forces of various countries, and the continuous roar of artillery fire appeared in every corner of Tokyo.

"Evacuate. The citizens of Tokyo must be evacuated immediately. The entire city of Tokyo. Not a single civilian will be left behind."

government building.

The highest leader of the federal superhuman team, a bearded burly man named Aglie slammed the table and roared.

"There are too many of them. At this rate, we won't be able to suppress them with only our current machine guns, rockets, and other weapons!"

Just eight hours.

They lost tens of millions of dollars and twenty-two Tyrant test subjects.

The former is fine, but each of the latter costs tens of millions of dollars.

This is all the money he can put into his pocket.

His heart was bleeding.

Although he added a zero and reported over 120 casualties...

Well, this kind of obedient top-notch combat weapon really sells well.

The orthodox Ming Dynasty is in the United States, and I am not deceived.

“Private Marseille!”

Japanese Prime Minister Axiong, dressed in a neat suit, immediately bowed 90 degrees.

I'm very sorry.

"I don't want you to go to Marseille privately. I want you to evacuate the people immediately. We will need to use thermobaric bombs, tactical nuclear weapons, and other tactical weapons to avoid a large-scale humanitarian disaster that will affect the reputation of our Federation."

Damn, from the time the sky appeared until now.

Unless you are an idiot, everyone can feel that a great era is coming.

As the former world hegemon, it is currently doubtful whether the Federation can continue to maintain its dominant position.

We must start to pay attention to the way we eat.

“Private Marseille!!”

Ah Xiong immediately bowed deeply again.

"You, Ma, De!!!"

Agliel laughed angrily.

You are worthy of being the quintessence of your country, a country of craftsmen.

I was wrong, but I will never change, right?

"Alright, alright. In one hour, our Federation military will deploy fuel-air explosives. I don't care how you handle it, but I don't want to hear any news that slanders our Federation."

"Boom Donnie's private Marseille————!!"

Ah Xiong knelt down and apologized.

What else could Agliel say?

He could only leave a sentence: "If you know the number of missing people in Japan in the past six months, you can estimate the number of monsters on the other side" before leaving angrily.

Prime Minister Axiong then wiped his sweat and stood up.