National Samsara: Start with an Infinity Glove

American-Asian Federation, Presidential Palace, underground secret meeting room.

Claude and Chopin sat on chairs at a huge circular conference table.

On the other chairs at this conference table, there are eight other slightly unreal figures sitting.

"Claude, why do you want to convene a final meeting? You must know that if the matter is not serious enough, there will be a heavy price to pay for hastily convening a final meeting."

The figure who spoke was as strong as a bear, with white hair like a hedgehog. The beard on his face was livid because he shaved very frequently, leaving only the beard on his chin connected to the temples.

"Old Bear, you don’t need to remind me about this kind of thing. Since I initiated the meeting, I naturally have a reason to initiate it."

Claude looked at the holographic projection of the strong man coldly, and his tone was stiff.

The guy in front of him is the leader of the Fias Federation and his biggest opponent.

There are often frictions between the two.

"Um? Is the God-Emperor of the Land of the Rising Sun actually a woman? What a surprise."

On the other side, a figure wearing a black robe of nine dragons looked at the woman opposite who was wearing a costume similar to that of a witch and smiled.

"How about this, you become my king's concubine, and I can promise you on behalf of my brother that I will incorporate the Land of the Rising Sun into the territory of the Long Qi Empire and will not use force against you. How about that?"

"The rude fellow dares to speak to His Majesty the God Emperor like this. Do you want to die?"

Next to the woman in miko costume, a man wearing samurai armor roared with veins bulging on his forehead.

"A slave should behave like a slave, Eunuch Yin, teach him a lesson."

Facing the man's angry shouts, Ying Mo, the prince of the Long Qi Empire, waved his hand and said softly

"The old slave obeyed."

The gloomy old man beside Ying Mo bent down slightly, and the next second, his figure suddenly disappeared into the conference room.

"ah!"

At the same time, on the other side, the armored warrior suddenly showed a frightened look.

"no, do not want! Help! ah!"

With a scream, his figure suddenly disappeared.

"The evil demon's shadow escape method."

The woman in the witch costume raised her head slightly, and her eyes lit up with a trace of light.

At the same time,

Ying Mo, who was wearing a nine-dragon robe, frowned and waved his hand.

A huge black wave rose into the sky.

Then it burned into a A huge fire wave.

The fire wave was raging, but its existence was very short.

In an instant, it turned into a ball of sparks and disappeared into the air.

"Amaterasu Shenyan, are you the reincarnation of the great royal god?"

At this time, Ying Mo's face had lost the initial frivolity, and his eyes towards the woman in witch costume were full of caution.

"The Longqi Empire claims to have thousands of miles of territory and countless talents. The winner who rules the empire has the blood of a true dragon. However, even a purebred dragon god would not dare to be so presumptuous in the face of me. You are very brave, little one. Guy."

The great imperial god of this life looked at the golden flames in Ying Mo

's eyes that kept flickering. Faced with her pressure, a trace of cold sweat flowed from Ying Mo's forehead.

World-destroying powerhouses are also divided into levels.

Just like Eunuch Yin just now Together with the armored warriors just now, they are the lowest level beings in the world-destroying level.

Going up, there are strong men like Ying Mo.

But this is not the end.

Existences like the Great God of Destruction are the high-end ones in the world-destroying level. The existence of such an existence is completely different from that of a mid-level powerhouse like Ying Mo.

"The so-called gods are just stronger creatures, and as a human being, I don't think humans can't be stronger than dragon gods."

At this time, a deep voice sounded.

A tall figure appeared next to Ying Mo.

He was also dressed in black, but his clothes did not have the fancy dragon patterns like Ying Mo.

But he was dressed like this. Simple clothes.

But it produced a temperament that people couldn't take their eyes away from.

It was a sense of presence. An unparalleled sense of presence.

With his appearance, everyone present became dimmed.

"Long time no see, Dragon King Yingtian."

The old voice sounded, and the old man in white robe nodded slightly to the man.

"Long time no see, Pope St. John."

Not understanding the body shape, Yingtian looked indifferently at the great imperial god who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

"The Kingdom of the Rising Sun likes to use the method of divine descent to bring down the gods in the gap between the worlds. I don’t care about this matter and have no control over it, but I hope you can understand one thing. In this world, it is humans who have the final say, no matter what When such a existence comes, don't even think about overstepping your authority and making decisions for mankind."

"…………"

Facing the powerful Yingtian, the great royal god of his destiny remained silent.

Although the man in front of her was a mortal, the aura on his body was more powerful than her, a god.

When facing the strong, we must learn to be in awe.

This matter was already known to the great royal god a thousand years ago.

And the one who taught her this truth was the third generation of the indescribably terrifying Abandoned Man.

"So Crowder, tell me why you held the final meeting."

Yingtian sat down and looked at Claude.

Although it was just a projection, Claude who was locked by his gaze unconsciously sat up straight.

"Yes, Mr. Yingtian"

"I called the final meeting this time because I discovered traces of the incipient unspeakable horror."