radicalducati Chapter 264
Chapter 264
People all over the world saw through satellite images that the attack on Caesar by the Chinese strongmen was easily resolved.
But Caesar never fought back, just silently endured.
The balance of public opinion leaned more towards Caesar.
"Huaxia is simply making trouble! Look at them, so madly attacking an existence dedicated to peace, is this what they call protection?"
In the distant African continent, a tribal elder said to his people with great sorrow, and the people around him nodded, their faces full of dissatisfaction with Huaxia.
"Huaxia is destroying the process of peace, they must stop this stupid behavior!"
In an Australian city, a young politician shouted passionately on the podium, and the people in the audience also shouted, demanding that Huaxia bow to Caesar.
"Huaxia's actions will drag the entire Blue Star into the abyss of war. They can't ignore everyone's life and death for their own interests."
A businessman-like man frowned and said with worry, and the people around him also echoed.
In some neighboring countries in Asia, where China originally had deep cultural exchanges and friendly exchanges, some people were also misled by public opinion.
On a neon-lit urban street, a young man said to his companion:
"I always thought that China was our role model, but I didn't expect them to become so domineering now, and to resist Lord Caesar's peace plan in order not to be restricted."
His companion shook his head helplessly:
"It seems that we have misjudged China before. I hope Lord Caesar can solve this trouble as soon as possible and get Blue Star back on track."
Under the increasingly intense pressure of public opinion, China seems to be isolated by the whole world.
In this overwhelming accusation, China's situation is becoming more and more difficult.
But the strong men of China did not stop fighting because of external pressure. They knew that if they retreated at this moment, China would lose its freedom and dignity forever.
They ignored the slander and slander from the outside world, and had only one belief in their hearts:
Protect China and defend dignity.
Xia Guangjiu gathered his spiritual power again, his eyes flashed with a firm light, and he chanted something, performing the most powerful attack secret technique in the ancient Chinese heritage.
A dazzling light shot out from his hand, which contained thousands of years of Chinese cultural heritage and spiritual power, like an awakened dragon, roaring towards Caesar.
However, Caesar just raised a finger lightly and blocked the attack that was enough to destroy a city.
The light dissipated at his fingertips and turned into stars falling.
Seeing this, Shen Qingfeng looked at the other gods of war, and they decided to join forces to perform a forbidden formation.
This formation required a lot of Shen Qingfeng's vitality, but he did not hesitate.
"Get up!"
Shen Qingfeng shouted, his voice was like a bell, deafening.
The other gods of war heard it and responded in unison, their momentum was like thunder, resounding through the sky.
They quickly adjusted their positions, and their gestures changed in a complicated way, like the shifting of stars, mysterious and unpredictable.
Shen Qingfeng took the lead in mobilizing his own spiritual power, which surged out like a surging river. The spiritual power seemed to have spirits, swirling around him and shining brightly.
Other war gods also used their abilities, breathing fire from their palms, or lightning jumping on their fingertips, or howling winds around them, and the power of various elements blended with each other and gathered together.
In an instant, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and the original white clouds were dyed into colorful colors, as if a gorgeous painting was being swayed by the gods.
Powerful forces surged from all directions like a tide, forming small whirlpools.
These whirlpools gradually merged and turned into a huge spiritual dragon, baring its fangs and claws, majestic and awe-inspiring.
The scales on the dragon's body flashed with strange light, and each scale seemed to contain endless mysteries. It roared to the sky, and the sound shook the fields. It rushed towards Caesar with a momentum that could shake the mountains and rivers.
Seeing this, Caesar's expression became a little solemn. He slowly raised his hands, palms forward, and muttered something.
The divine power behind him shone instantly, like the sun rising into the sky, shining brightly. There seemed to be countless stars flickering in the light, mysterious and vast.
A shield constructed by pure divine power quickly took shape in front of him. The shield was as clear as crystal, but indestructible. There were faint runes on it, as if telling the ancient language of God.
The dragon and the shield collided with each other. In an instant, the world seemed to be still, followed by a deafening roar, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was shaking.
The ripples of light and energy spread in all directions, and wherever they passed, the space seemed to be distorted and deformed, as if being kneaded by a pair of invisible hands.
The mountains and rivers below trembled and shook under this powerful impact, and the giantStones rolled down one after another, and the water in the river raised huge waves and surged.
Caesar was still fine!
The wind was light and the clouds were calm!
"Puff!!"
Shen Qingfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his body shook slightly.
The backlash of the forbidden formation was like a surging tide, ruthlessly impacting his meridians and internal organs, and every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be burned by the fire, and he was in great pain.
Seeing this, several war gods hurriedly gathered around, their faces full of concern and anxiety.
"Teacher!"
Leng Shaoqiu stretched out his hand to support Shen Qingfeng, but he was gently pushed away.
Shen Qingfeng endured the severe pain, his eyes still looked firmly in the direction of Caesar, and the unyielding flames burned in his eyes, as if telling of his determination to never give up.
"Don't worry about me. Although we lost this battle, our fighting spirit cannot be extinguished!"
Although Shen Qingfeng's voice was a little hoarse due to injury, it still revealed a resolute momentum, echoing under the war-torn sky.
"I'll go!"
Leng Shaoqiu roared, holding a long sword, with a cold light flashing on the sword.
His figure was like lightning, and he rushed towards Caesar in an instant, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
He displayed exquisite swordsmanship, and each sword contained his ultimate understanding of the way of the sword.
However, Caesar just turned sideways slightly and dodged all his attacks.
Then he looked at him with a pitying look, as if saying:
"Why are you doing this?"
Caesar resolved all the attacks!
In this fierce confrontation, time passed quietly, and every minute and every second seemed to be stretched, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.
Although the Chinese warriors fought hard, their attacks became increasingly pale and powerless in the face of Caesar's overwhelming power.
Xia Guangjiu's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which kept sliding down his cheeks, and his breathing became rapid and heavy.
Every time he attacked, it seemed like he was overdrawing his last strength.
The light of the weapon in his hand gradually dimmed, and the originally fierce attack became soft and powerless at this moment, as if it had lost all its edge.
Zhai Zhongzhen's body trembled slightly. He tried to stabilize his body, but his legs seemed to be as heavy as lead.
The determination in his eyes was still there, but the fatigue became more and more obvious. The formation he cast began to show flaws, and the formation pattern flickered, as if it would collapse at any time.
The same was true for several other gods of war. Their clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to their bodies.
The excessive consumption of strength made their faces pale as paper, and some even had blood at the corners of their mouths, but they still gritted their teeth and insisted, refusing to give up.
The most tragic one was Taoist Shen Qingfeng, who was pale, obviously suffering from a very severe backlash.
Caesar, however, still stood there calmly.
His figure seemed to be integrated with the world, exuding a powerful aura that made people despair.
He looked at the gradually exhausted appearance of the Chinese masters, without any mercy in his eyes, only a cold scrutiny, as if evaluating how long they could hold on.
At this time, everyone's heart was covered with a layer of horror.
There is only one step between the God of War level and the God level.
Is the gap so big?
Caesar fought 9 Gods of War alone, and he was able to do it with ease!
He didn't even need to take the initiative to attack! He just resolved their attacks one by one!
Gradually, everyone's heart was filled with a trace of fear.
Too scary!
God level!
Too scary!
It's simply not the same dimension of strength!