How strong is his fear at this moment?

Although these family heads each have strong power and background, they are all forced to become onlookers at this moment. Their eyes wander between uneasiness and fear, and they are all weighing the next actions, silently calculating each step in their hearts.

a possible consequence.

The existence of the blond young man was like an invisible wall, trapping them in their own fear and uncertainty.

"We must take action, we cannot sit still and wait for death!"

Lyra Dreamweaver, floating in the air, felt the oppressive atmosphere and took the lead in making a choice. She must stand up now.

"Director of the Administration, in accordance with Articles 42 and 43 of the "New World Paranormal Organization Peace and Friendship Treaty", the member organizations of the New World Paranormal Organization Council have no independent power to take action against regional hubs and federal affiliated hubs. Without a Security Council resolution,

Authorizing the use of absolute force, we are in compliance with the self-defense provisions of the treaty with unconventional combat forces."

Laila Dreamweaver's voice echoed clearly and firmly on the battlefield. Even though her body was shrouded in light, her majestic presence was still unmistakable.

The surrounding wars and ruins seemed to be silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the messenger of light hanging high in the sky.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xia Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and he also became interested.

He tilted his head and stared at the "bright moth" in front of him. He gently swung his cane with his hand. The silver cane head reflected a subtle light under the light, with an elusive ridicule, and it looked like he was teasing.

some kind of animal.

At this moment, the noisy words of a moth continued to echo in his ears.

"Moreover, the treaty clearly limits the intervention of super-standard combat forces. Article 1 of the "Non-Proliferation Treaty of Super-Conventional Combat Forces" between the New Alliance and other circles clearly stipulates: Super-scale combat forces promise not to increase the intensity of the war privately, nor to assist any illegal force.

Superconventional forces have broken through the restrictions on combat power in the fourth stage of the spectrum; Article 4 of the Non-Proliferation Treaty recognizes that all forces have the inalienable right to peacefully utilize and develop extraordinary power, and will never launch superconventional combat power attacks without permission.

The Federation's "Sherman Antitrust" stipulates that any thaumaturge in the fourth stage of the Terran Genealogy is the embodiment of a 'Trust' and is a Super Trustist. Every contract, combination or form of a Trustist

Conspiracy to restrict hub trade or the freedom of international trade is unlawful..."

Bang bang bang——

The moment Laila Mengwei's sonorous and powerful words fell, untimely applause was like a gust of cold wind, suddenly cutting through the tense atmosphere of the battlefield.

Xia Xiu stood at the other end of the battlefield, his blond hair fluttering slightly in the turbulence, and his expression had a teasing and unfathomable smile.

The applause was clear and loud, and every beat seemed to hit Laila's heart, making her heart tense involuntarily.

She looked at the fourth sword holder in Heaven in astonishment.

"It's so wonderful, Elf, it's such an inspiring speech." Xia Xiu's voice contained a hint of sarcasm, and he slowly stopped applauding.

"But don't you think it's too late to tell me this now?"

There was a smile at the corner of Xia Xiu's eyes, but there was no hint of joking in his eyes. His eyes were as sharp as knives, seeming to penetrate Laila's soul.

"Have I expressed this to everyone in the square - everyone can ask the Authority for help, and all your hopes will not be in vain.

The Administration does not allow empty promises, does not make excuses to cover up cowardice, and says that there are more powerful forces in the world that restrain its hands. We will make it clear in advance whether we can do things.

You don’t have to be true friends of the Authority. It doesn’t even matter whether you have the ability to repay or give value to the Authority. As long as you accept the friendship of the Authority, then nothing else matters.

I have admitted one thing to many aliens. There is only one indispensable condition for gaining the friendship of the Authority: that is, everyone must recognize the Authority's 'friendship' towards you.

If this condition is met, no matter how poor or humble the seeker is, the Administration will take his troubles to heart."

"However, you have humiliated me and the friendship of the Administration. I have already promised you that as long as you obey the Administration and give your first loyalty to the Administration, then my colleagues, my colleagues, the angels of heaven

If our 'act of justice' and 'iron fist of sanctions' will never fall on you - what a great concession this is, do you know?"

The golden eyes of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven had a terrifying luster, and three terrifying figures emerged behind him.

"You know nothing - you have trampled on my concessions, trampled on the hard work of a heavenly reserve decision-maker, and trampled on the friendship of the Authority."

"Now, tell me your explanation and the treaty."

Xia Xiu's voice echoed on the battlefield, and his words were like cold sharp blades, piercing into the hearts of every listener.

"Have you forgotten who actually walks with a sword in this world?"

Behind him, three halos that shimmered like mutton-fat white jade slowly rotated. Each movement of the halo seemed solemn and sacred, adding a sense of oppression to the confrontation.

Laila Dreamweaver and the other family heads took a step back involuntarily, their expressions mixed with confusion, fear and helplessness.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen by Xia Xiu's voice. He continued:

"So, when I say 'Happy Midwinter Day', you should really feel happy. Because at least, in this last moment, you can still feel the joy of survival."

"As for treaties and regulations?"

As Xia Xiu spoke, the figures behind the three statues became clearer and clearer. Each one was as huge as an ancient statue, and their existence itself was a self-evident majesty.

His eyes looked at a message that popped up from [Adam]:

[The Federation and the Golden Court have discovered extraordinary combat power and are expected to intervene at: 00:04:59——]

There is really plenty of time. Xia Xiu thought to himself.

Then, he showed a clean and warm smile to all the enemies present.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry, I don't understand the law."

The moment Xia Xiu's voice faded, a huge shadow behind him gradually solidified.

This being shrouded in deep darkness wears an inverted triangular skull mask, and only two purple eyes like the brightest stars in the night sky are exposed on the lower jaw. They are deep and mysterious, shining with unknowable light.

His body seemed to have gained shape in the boundless darkness, tall and mighty, like an ancient god before chaos was divided. Every movement contained endless power and ancient wisdom.

The surrounding air became solemn due to his presence, as if time and space were surrendering in front of him.

"Crown Blessing·Time Slot——"

"Time Distortion·Pause!!!"

[Vashak] slowly stretched out his cold palm, and with his movement, the entire Whisper Square seemed to have pressed the pause button.

"Buzz——"

The air froze, time stagnated, the noise on the battlefield suddenly stopped, and all movements and sounds stood still at this moment.

The surrounding world has lost its original color, as if entering a black and white movie scene, leaving only gray shadows and pale light intertwined.

Only Xia Xiu and his incarnation [Vashak] still have bright colors.

The purple eyes of the Time King are like two twinkling gems in the black and white world, exuding a cold and mysterious light.

They move freely in this stagnant time and space, as if they are the only masters of this field.

In this strange scene, the expressions of the four family heads at the last moment were frozen. You could see that the face of Laila Mengwei was filled with unconcealable panic, and a trace of unknown fear of the coming unknown flashed in her eyes.

fear.

Qiang——

In this world of black and white tones, the suddenly broken tranquility was broken by a crisp "clang".

A majestic angel figure appears in the picture. He has three pairs of wings shining with light particles. He holds a flaming sword tightly in his hands. His robe is as white as snow and is embroidered with mysterious symbols and patterns.

The angel wears a brilliant and dazzling crown on his head, which looks solemn and sacred.

[Metatron]'s movements were extremely swift, and with the sharp sound of the sword cutting the air, the sword passed across the waist of the radiant moth transformed by Laila Menwei.

The flaming sword was like a hot knife cutting through butter, easily cutting off the moth in half.

Even in this stopped time flow, the broken figure still maintains the moment of being cut, forming a peculiar freeze-frame picture.

Laila Mengwei's face was still fixed on the previous expression, which was an unfinished shout and a look of fear in her eyes.
Chapter completed!