The Descent of the Twelve Demon Shadow Guards! Yue Xiaofei: A Bunch of Maggots, You Think You Deserve to Ask My Name?
Yue Xiaofei's altered broadcast, sounding like the final verdict of the god of death, echoed across every corner of the globe through countless screens.
The world completely boiled over.
Eagle Country, the European Continental Alliance, and other Western powers held top-level emergency meetings at the same time.
Countless encrypted lines flickered wildly between the continents, trying to figure out what was hidden behind this "shocking" live stream.
"This is a blatant provocation against the international order!" one head of state slammed the table.
"Dragon Kingdom must give an explanation!" another president chimed in.
The vague attitude of the Dragon Kingdom's official authorities infuriated the female prime minister of Eastern Japan.
"This is connivance! This is shielding!"
She roared into the phone, threatening to use all necessary countermeasures.
Various documents of pressure flew toward the embassy like snowflakes, and the phones rang incessantly.
Yet the only response she received was the face of the Dragon Kingdom's foreign ministry spokesperson, wearing a professional smile devoid of any warmth.
They wouldn't manage it, and they didn't want to!
Modu, No. 8 Waitan Club, Heavenly Palace Private Dining Room.
The murderous atmosphere almost congealed into ice.
Bai Zhengling and Xu Wenqiang's subordinates had already sealed off the entire building layer by layer, watertight.
However, their faces did not carry a shred of ease.
They knew very well that the enemy this time was not some family or some organization.
It was a country!
A country that was thoroughly infuriated and about to unleash its full might in a frantic counterattack!
Right in this oppressive silence, an out-of-place "click" suddenly rang out.
Han Duoduo, who had been sitting in the corner with her ten fingers dancing wildly across a pink game console, abruptly halted all her movements.
Her pretty face, which always wore a