New York, Stark Tower.
Seeing the live footage coming in through the news, Tony Stark could no longer sit still. He walked toward the newly completed automated suit-up platform.
"Are you really going?"
Pepper Potts hurried forward and wrapped her arms around Tony, her face full of worry.
"Even though I don't like those politicians either, I'm an American."
Tony Stark said solemnly, "The White House is America's honor and pride. It must not be defiled."
This was the sense of identity that only America's elite possessed. Uneducated tools could never have such a sense of ownership.
Perhaps the "elite eagles" had forgotten, or perhaps they deliberately refused to remember that this white building was also newly built. The old one had long since been burned down by the British army.
"Fine. Be careful." Pepper gave him a long kiss.
Tony Stark changed into his new armor at top speed, leaped down from the platform, and, after igniting the engines, flew at full speed toward Washington D.C., over three hundred kilometers away.
It did not take long for him to arrive above the White House.
"Hey, friend, why so angry?"
Tony landed right in front of the advancing Eunuch Tai, as he was currently the closest to the White House.
"How about we sit down and have a cheeseburger?"
Inside the command tent, Nick Fury relaxed slightly when he saw Tony Stark arrive.
If the Red Swordsman and Iron Man joined forces, captured Johnny Tyson first, then dealt with the other enemies, this incident could be brought under control.
Some time had already passed. The other enemies were nowhere near as unstoppable as Johnny Tyson. Nick Fury keenly noticed the gap in their strength; not every enemy was as powerful as Johnny Tyson.
Black Nick Fury had indeed guessed correctly. The eunuchs who appeared later had seen Eunuch Tai stealing the spotlight and did not want him to have all the glory. In their heated excitement, they had jumped out recklessly despite having trained for less than one-tenth of a Nian.
Because Evil-Warding Swordplay was a martial art that could be learned quickly, insufficient training time showed clearly in the difference in speed and strength.
If they rashly jumped out before training for even one-tenth of a Nian, they could only let Nick Fury, that little hater, catch their weak spot.
"Boss, we captured one alive!" Coulson happily reported to Nick Fury through the communicator.
The little hater rejoiced inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged. In any case, no one could tell the difference in his expression.
"Bring him back."
Lin Hao, who had been observing the entire battlefield with Observation Haki, had finally waited for a reckless little eunuch to jump out and get captured. Only then did he nod in satisfaction.
Today's grand spectacle would not only make Invincible East famous across the world, but also make America's upper ranks pry secrets from the little eunuch's mouth.
When that happened, America's upper ranks would definitely organize a group of people to cut off their junk. Different departments would establish their own eunuch agencies, essentially equivalent to the Eastern Investigation Bureau.
Later, Sadako would continue expanding the civilian eunuch population, while Lin Hao would add fuel to the flames and reveal the secrets of the Evil-Warding Sword Manual to all of America. As the world grew increasingly dangerous, the Western Investigation Bureau, centered on civilian eunuchs, would surely flourish.
Once the Eastern and Western Investigation Bureaus had taken root throughout America and the number of eunuchs kept growing, Lin Hao would then concoct a Rama Internal Energy manual. The eunuchs, who cherished what they had lost even more, would inevitably launch a martial arts struggle for supremacy, stirring up a bloody storm.
The Eastern and Western Investigation Bureaus would plague an entire nation. What neither Cao Zhengchun nor Yu Huatian had achieved, Director Lin had accomplished with ease.
Seeing Eunuch Tai entangled by Tony Stark and the other little eunuchs, whose training time was still short, struggling to move forward, Director Lin knew it was time for him to make his entrance.
"A laugh echoes over the vast sea, tides surge along both shores, drifting with the waves, let us remember this day..."
Music abruptly enveloped the area within a kilometer of the White House. A cloaked aircraft had turned on its speakers, providing its own background music.
"Who's singing?"
"There's another expert?"
"What do those lyrics mean?"
Nick Fury and the high-ranking officials from various departments all changed expression. Today truly was one wave after another. Just when it seemed they had hope of calming the situation, another problem had emerged.
"The rivers and mountains laugh, mist and rain lie far away, waves wash away countless charms of this mortal world..."
"Over there!"
The surveillance personnel in front of the screens pointed in the direction opposite Eunuch Tai's route of advance.
The leaders of the various departments saw another red figure strolling down the empty street.
Unlike those muscular, grotesque sissies from before, this person had a more graceful figure and an even more seductive face.
The figure looked petite, yet carried an exceptionally noble air.
"A stronger one has arrived!" Nick Fury made the judgment based on instincts honed over many years.
"Open fire!"
Following the frontline commander's roar, bullets, shells, and rockets from armed helicopters all surged toward the red-clothed figure.
With defenses under attack everywhere, the American military finally threw off all restraint and no longer cared about civilian casualties.
The government had already warned people not to come join the excitement today. If they insisted on rushing toward death, who could they blame?
Facing the fierce firepower, Lin Hao did not move, but Sadako activated her spatial traversal ability and flashed directly from several hundred meters away onto a sentry post along the defensive line.
"What?" Nick Fury was so shocked that even the eye behind his eyepatch widened.
"Th-this... what kind of speed is that?"
"That's not speed at all. Th-this is spatial teleportation!"
The professionals on site had stars in their eyes.
"Incredible! How can a human body withstand the pressure caused by spatial displacement?"
The technicians and bureaucrats clearly focused on different things.
Faced with the suddenly arriving red-clothed figure, the soldiers along the defensive line immediately aimed their guns at the sentry post.
Only then did the half of Sadako's body controlled by Lin Hao make its move.
He swung his sword in a horizontal slash, sending out a flying slash that forcibly flattened half the defensive line and reached the high-rises on the other side of the street.
One sword strike cleaved through half a building.
"Oh my god!"
Whether it was the American officials or the fearless civilians hiding in nearby high-rises to watch the show, all were stunned by the red-clothed figure's sword strike.
Nick Fury was shocked again. He immediately pulled out an old-fashioned pager, hesitating over whether to press it.
The enemy was only a few hundred meters from him. Even if Captain Marvel could fly at light speed, she might not make it in time.
After slashing out with her sword, the red-clothed figure charged into the defensive line. Trenches and traps were nothing more than a joke to her.
Flying slashes swept through the air one after another, effortless and elegant, like brushstrokes on a painting.
The tanks on the ground and armed helicopters in the air were sliced apart as easily as plastic foam.
Explosions erupted one after another, flames rose everywhere, and cries of agony filled the battlefield.
The red-clothed figure seemed to be out for a leisurely stroll, taking relaxed steps as she steadily approached the White House.
"Stop!"
"Open fire!"
The Secret Service agents outside the White House immediately pulled their triggers at the red-clothed figure.
But the red-clothed figure flashed again and appeared atop the White House.
At that moment, the eyes of the entire world converged upon her.
America had made such a huge spectacle of itself. How could the other four great powers and all the smaller countries not come watch the fun?
For Japan and South Korea, their daddy's spectacle was still a spectacle.
Lin Hao controlled Sadako's body and suddenly raised the sword in her right hand high overhead. Purple-red lightning wrapped around its blade.
With a powerful swing, a hundred-meter-long flying slash wrapped in purple-red lightning shot into the sky.
The clouds above the White House churned violently and split apart to either side, refusing to close for a long time.
One sword strike tore apart the sky!
"Honey, come out and look at God!"
The Americans watching from nearby and people from every nation watching through screens all cried out in amazement.
Nick Fury hesitated no longer. His finger was just about to press down when an immense aura erupted from the White House and swept in all directions.
The American soldiers nearby and combat personnel from various authorities all foamed at the mouth and collapsed to the ground.
Conqueror's Haki, powerful enough to affect physical matter, directly tore up a layer of turf and sent countless military tents and human bodies flying backward.
Cracks spread across the walls of the White House.
Nick Fury, who had received special attention, decisively collapsed.
Lin Hao pointed at him. Using Finger Pistol to compress the air, he fired an air bullet that hit the old-fashioned pager dead-on and blew it apart.
The red-clothed figure standing atop the White House suddenly untied her wine gourd, tipped back her head for a deep drink, then issued a loud declaration.
"The sun rises in the east. I alone remain undefeated!"
From the room beneath her feet came a startled cry from under the Resolute Desk.
"Hurry and invite Jehovah!"
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