On his shoulders lies the true master of Colombia.
He is also the creator of this cruel country.
Now that you are bound to it, defection becomes impossible.
"...won't you try to negotiate?"
The sharp command from the president made the voice of the bird stand seem to become difficult.
Contact Ursus to fight against Da Yan and Victoria.
It doesn't matter who wins the war.
However, Columbia will inevitably be transformed into a Sargon-like civilization desert under the intervention of the Steam Knights.
In this regard.
The president just looked at his bird rack coldly.
compromise?
nonexistent.
The first moment it saw the photo, it felt the presence of its own kind.
Yes.
similar.
That cold, cruel, and condescending look only belongs to a natural chess player.
That guy, I'm afraid, has already listed Colombia as his hunting target from the very beginning.
Ursus.
It is one of the few countries on this earth that has the ability to fight the dragon for some time.
"Contact Ursus immediately. They should understand that if Columbia falls, which country will be destroyed next."
It persists in fighting to the end.
"Next, I will go to the TV station to conduct a collective mobilization."
"For freedom and democracy, we must fight the despicable feudal landlords to the last drop of our blood!"
although.
It itself is not a good bird.
But, compared to the feudal lords.
I am still advanced, aren't I?
The intelligent AI chose to fight without hesitation until the last Colombian's blood was shed.
"And you..."
"Right now, immediately merge the Flame Demon experiment and the water tank experiment!!"
"No matter how many sacrifices are made, I want to get a hero who can surpass the Royal Guards and Steam Knights immediately."
It then gave new instructions to the man under it.
Victoria's Steam Knight does not have an advantage in the 1vs1 beast fighting game.
But, those tough guys are born to conquer cities!
We need extremely excellent warriors on our side to stop them before they attack the city.
otherwise.
Colombia will absolutely be reduced to ruins!
"Yes, Mr. President."
The Vice President placed it solemnly on the table, leaving enough room for his speech.
Then he hurried to his office.
Now is truly a matter of life and death for Colombia.
Whether it is contacting Ursus or letting that group of crazy scientists go and develop freely, he is needed to preside over the work.
But...
"Clang--click--clang--"
The strong wind made the windows almost shatter.
No, not to be broken.
It's really breaking!!
The bulletproof glass made of excellent material was shattered into pieces as if it was hit hard by a heavy hammer.
The strong wind almost threw the veteran against the wall like Ah Fu challenging Jackie Chan in the furniture store!
All the ornaments around.
They were all turned into weapons under the roar of the wind, and the sharp glass fragments turned into sharp knives that slashed across his face.
With blood dripping down his face, this veteran who had participated in the War of Independence on horseback could only crawl on the ground, using the wall as cover and raising his head with difficulty.
A scene like hell opening up appeared before its eyes.
Evil spirits with bat-like wings were circling in the sky.
Every time they flapped their wings, the sky emitted a terrible roar and a violent wind began to sweep in! !
Damn.
Is this an attack by the Sarkaz? ! !
What about security?
What are the security guys doing?
Why would they allow these things that look like the ancestors of the Sarkaz to attack the White House directly? ! ! !
"Kill them for me!!"
"Let these lowly Sarkaz pay the price!!"
the Vice President roared.
As the highest hall of power in Colombia, the guard strength of the entire presidential palace is enough to capture a mobile city!
That shout indeed attracted countless guards.
The guards looked at the sky blankly.
They couldn't understand it at all.
How did this group of monsters manage to reach the Presidential Palace without anyone noticing any movement, and even seriously injure the Vice President?
but.
Since I have been called.
Then, of course, we have to be worthy of the salary given by the President.
This group of security forces, mostly composed of flying dragons, either held spears and pierced the sky, or carried heavy artillery to bombard, or picked up staffs and called on spells.
Under such an intensive offensive, it is conceivable that even the invincible hero on the battlefield would be severely punished.
But that group of dark evil ghosts simply flapped their wings and flew higher into the sky.
"Follow directly!"
A great sorcerer showed his power at this moment. He cast a spell and gave his friends the power to move through the air.
The security guards, who had been a little dazed by the loss of air superiority, once again raised their arms.
But before they could start hunting.
However, something strange happened in the sky.
Like ink dripping into the bright sky in a clear pool, a dark patch appeared on the bright sky.
What started out as a small patch of sky turned black and lost its luster.
However, that pitch-black color was like a swarm of locusts, easily eroding the surrounding colors.
What a quick ceremony it was. In a flash, the sky turned pitch black.
day.
Turned into night.
Horrible scene.
Almost everyone present felt their hearts tremble.
In the realm of magic.
A small range does not mean low strength, but if the range is extremely large, the strength is definitely extremely high!
The sky turned directly black.
What a terrible omen of magic this would be?
Is this some kind of terrible spell?
Even the best security in Colombia couldn't help but feel a sense of fear at this moment.
Spells that change the heavens...
It has always been a synonym for terror.
"...Protect me!"
"Take me to the shelter!"
The vice president took a deep breath and broke out in a cold sweat.
He had never seen a spell on such a large scale in his life.
Is this the true dragon's counterattack?
If so.
That was so fast and so terrifying.
"Son of a bitch Cliff!"
He gritted his teeth.
Jackson and Cliff are quite familiar with each other.
In other words, Cliff was already a very famous guy during the War of Independence.
That guy's bravery and calmness are top-notch in the entire mercenary group.
In the early days when there was a shortage of commanders, he was almost regarded as the best battlefield commander.
There were also many people who believed that he would become a general of the country after the war.
only--
That guy is a Sakota. His background is inherently problematic and he cannot enter the upper echelons. Therefore, he retired from the army and turned to business.
Excellent people are excellent.
Even though he failed to enter politics, he still became the leader of one of the top security companies in Colombia.
Such a sensible person...
How could you think of provoking a monster like that?!
He was almost furious.
"...Next, please be quiet."
It looked as if it was going to eat something alive, which attracted the attention of the guards nearby.
"We're going to get you to a shelter as quietly as possible."
The leading guard spoke in a low voice, his voice was calm, but there was fear in the depths of his eyes.
