"Damn it."
Dr. Jones moved with lightning speed, grabbing Tom's head with his five fingers and crushing it.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the body was thrown out of the window.
Wall's expensive suit was splattered with splatter.
His eyes were filled with disgust and resentment.
"Damn it, someone from the Great Xia must be sabotaging us."
"I must take revenge on Great Xia and show them what I'm capable of."
He quickly had someone retrieve relevant dynamic videos of the statue of the God of Liberty from satellite surveillance.
Judging by the time, they should have arrived in Great Xia by now, since they set off from the Freedom War God.
The video shows a giant, over a thousand meters tall, wielding a giant sword, striding across mountains and approaching a border of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Behind them, a long trail of huge footprints was left, and the earth rumbled.
The mountains were trampled and collapsed, and chaos reigned.
This move alarmed many martial artists in the Great Xia Dynasty. Right Lengchan, the leader of the Great Xia Martial Arts Alliance, immediately mobilized martial arts experts to cross the border and stop the attack.
Zhuge Wuwo and a group of veteran war gods also rushed off to fight.
The statue of the God of Freedom was intercepted somewhere outside the border in the southwestern border region of the Great Xia Dynasty.
You Lengchan's gaze was solemn.
"We must stop it, otherwise, if it enters our Great Xia territory, the consequences will be unimaginable."
In front of this towering statue of the God of War, thousands of meters tall, the group of warriors appeared as insignificant as ants, utterly powerless to stop them.
The opponent's giant sword was several miles long, and its horizontal and vertical slashes caused the earth to shake, making people's hearts tremble.
In an instant, countless people died or were injured.
Three figures sat cross-legged on top of the statue's head.
A short, stout old man, dressed in colorful, oversized exotic clothing, had a shiny bald head that gleamed with a cold light and was covered with black runes, making him look quite eerie.
It was Banji, the sorcerer from the Elephant Kingdom, whose eyes shone with an evil light.
Beside him stood a withered, thin, white-haired old man, wearing wooden clogs, with a long and a short sword at his waist. His eyes gleamed with a restrained light. This was Osaka Nagaki, the patriarch of the Nine Chrysanthemums School of Japanese Buddhism, who had lived for over two hundred years. A chilling laugh escaped his lips.
In addition, there is a mummy wrapped in bandages, a pharaoh from the pyramids, with only two dark eye sockets visible, seemingly filled with countless ghostly phantoms, which is very eerie and terrifying.
These three individuals are all highly skilled in cultivation; they are the ones who control the statue of the God of Freedom.
Bang!
The statue of the God of Liberty strides forward, holding a giant sword.
Its flesh, as hard as rock, gleamed with a cold, icy light, and was impervious to blades and spears.
Swords and blades struck it, sending up a shower of sparks, but it caused no harm whatsoever.
It sent thousands of Great Xia warriors flying.
Many people died on the spot, and screams of agony filled the air.
They simply couldn't stop the statue of the God of Liberty from advancing.
The evil runes covering his body gleamed with black light, like evil chains, seemingly trapping countless wronged souls and vengeful ghosts.
Each step seemed to open a new layer of hell, filled with the wails and howls of ghosts.
With each stride, one could cover more than ten miles, kicking mountains and trampling rivers, as if a giant god had descended to earth.
The seemingly indestructible city wall was crushed underfoot, large sections collapsing, like mud piled up by a child, utterly vulnerable.
When Wall, far away in the United States, saw this scene on the monitor screen, he finally felt a little better. He clenched his fist and his eyes flashed with malice. He then made a call to Benji and the other two via satellite phone.
"Three masters, well done! Give them a good beating!"
“We will trample these lowly people of Great Xia to the bone.”
"I'll give you one day to shatter the entire Great Xia Dynasty."
"Let the martial arts world of Great Xia grovel at the feet of the great statue of the God of Freedom and willingly become slaves of the American martial arts world."
"Hmph, although the Great Xia has escaped the plague, it still cannot escape my grasp."
The sorcerer Banji from the Elephant Kingdom, with his shiny bald head covered in black runes that gleamed with an evil light, spoke ferociously.
"Mr. Wall, please rest assured."
"Within a day or half a day, the mountains and rivers of Great Xia will be trampled to pieces by the statue of the God of Freedom."
"The warriors of the Great Xia Dynasty will be left with corpses strewn across the fields."
Rumble—
The colossal statue of the God of Freedom finally broke through the gates of the Great Xia Dynasty, barging in like bandits.
A large foot landed, crushing a large number of people.
The border city was severely destroyed, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation.
This small border town is called Jingcheng.
In front of this small town, in the middle of the dilapidated road, stands a statue, only two or three meters tall.
According to the village elders, this statue has been there for who knows how many years.
Due to years of neglect, much of the stone cladding has peeled off, leaving the area old, dilapidated, and covered in cobwebs and dust, making it impossible to discern its original appearance.
Only a vague outline can be seen: the statue's lowered eyelids are closed, and it is riding a tall warhorse.
From a distance, it looks just like an ordinary big rock.
People in the town drive here to and from get off work every day.
Over time, the statue came to serve as a way to divert traffic.
As for who this statue actually represents, no one has cared about it for a long time.
Bang!
Bang!
The statue of the God of War in Free Town strode forward, causing the ground to tremble as if a major earthquake had struck.
Houses, schools, and shops along the street collapsed one after another, and smoke and dust filled the air.
Cars were trampled into flattened discs, steel utility poles were easily snapped like straw, and sparks of azure lightning flew everywhere.
Terrified, the people scattered and fled.
Looking up at this towering giant from afar, the timid would be scared to death.
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