Gu Lianghan looked at the three people in front of him.
One is Esmerald Merklins, the patriarch of the Europa Merklins family;
One of them was Neftor, the ruler of the Northern Sands.
One is Retos Simon, the patriarch of the Simon family in South America.
The four of them reached an agreement in just a few minutes of discussion.
Neftor pointed out: "According to the information I have, in addition to the three Federation representatives, Misga Vera, Charles Gallia, and Widison Gallia, as well as the four international parliamentarians, Grove, all of whom are experts at the ninth level, there is at least one mysterious expert at the ninth level by Misga's side. She is a woman of unknown origin."
"The four of us are facing five or even more people at the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm—if Bedford and the others choose to help us again, along with those mutants outside, we still have no chance of breaking through."
Retos and his brother Raymond share a similar rugged appearance, but Retos is much more composed than Raymond.
He then glanced at the door inside the suite: "I think there should be five of us too."
The door opened, and a person stepped out, his eyes still sleepy, his expression languid, yet his aura was as elusive as a gust of wind and falling snow. This was enough to demonstrate that his cultivation was no less than that of the four.
Esmery curled her exquisitely painted red lips: "I hope that Mr. Nine can be as invincible as the Dragon Emperor."
The regular customer slightly raised his eyes: "Okay."
At 1:00 PM on the 20th, lunch started very late today due to the conflict.
A restaurant, several private rooms, where top figures from major countries and powers around the world are seated.
In a private room at the rooftop restaurant, eleven representatives, all at the ninth level of the super realm, sat together at one table. The atmosphere was so somber that it almost froze the fresh dishes.
The eleven people were seated together. Starting from international parliamentarian Grove and counting to the left, they were:
Federal-Misga, Widison, Charles;
Europa-Esmery, Johnson Bedford;
Southern island nations - Aiton;
South America - Retos;
North Sands-Nevtor;
Zhongtu - Gu Lianghan, Fu Jiu.
As always, the food in the Western Continent was served slowly and in small portions. However, people with superpowers generally expend a lot of energy and have large appetites.
So, in an attempt to solve this problem, they were served compressed energy supplements as a substitute for the main course. This stuff is equivalent to compressed biscuits Pro Max Plus!
Chang Le immediately put down his cutlery without pulling back, and the cutlery made a crisp sound as it hit the table, instantly stopping the other diners from making any noise.
Clearly, no one was really eating mindfully; everyone was extremely wary.
Chang Le wiped his mouth, looked up to meet Misga's gaze, and said directly, "If you think that by imprisoning us you can use the mutants or even the ancient ruins' alien species to reconstruct the world order, you are being incredibly stupid."
As soon as he said that, the breathing in the room became quieter.
Chang Le remained as steady as a mountain, continuing with his drastic measures: "At least kill us first. We've brought reinforcements, haven't we?"
The air fell silent for three seconds.
Sudden!
Grove, Misga, Widison, and Charles suddenly attacked almost simultaneously, unleashing a burst of light that transformed into swords, iron fists that were as solid as mountains, and mental shocks!
But at the same time, the ink-wash world changed color, frost rose from the ground, and the roars of beasts shook the hearts of men! Gu Lianghan, Neftor, and Rethos made their moves simultaneously!
With a deafening roar, the entire top floor of the restaurant was blown off, and more than a dozen figures were lifted into the air.
Downstairs, the building was teetering on the brink of collapse. The group of people who had been suffering during their meal finally didn't have to eat anymore. They all came out looking disheveled and hid to watch the battle unfold.
Above the sky, eleven experts at the ninth level of the super realm simultaneously activated their supernatural powers. The combined might of their power was like the entire sky pressing down on a city, making it hard to breathe.
Above the sky, no words are needed; battle is about to break out.
The father and son of the Misgha Chaogalia family—Father Widison and son Charles—exchanged a glance.
The three of them leaped up at the same time, heading straight for Chang Le.
Chang Le heard Fu Jiu chuckle: "Do humans all take it for granted that the younger generation is easy to bully?"
The answer was revealed by thunder.
A thunderous magic array spanning over a thousand meters suddenly unfolded, enveloping everyone within it. Thunderclouds roared across the sky like raging waves, rolling in layer upon layer, and a complex purple magic array unfolded once more overhead.
In an instant, thunder from the heavens gathered like several long dragons, pouring down to sweep and bombard.
Charles and his son retreated almost immediately at full speed, trying to get away from the center of the thundercloud explosion.
The father and son, Widison, inherited the psychic abilities of the Gallia family, while Charles inherited the blood enhancement abilities of his vampire mother. In a direct confrontation, they would find it difficult to withstand the [Ten Thousand Thunder Technique] of the same level.
Only Miska advanced instead of retreating.
A blinding white light burst forth from his body, and the thunderclouds in the sky were squeezed open, allowing a beam of golden light to fall and envelop him.
Vibrating rings of golden light rippled around the center, and pure white light transformed into two pairs of enormous white wings that unfurled behind him. Snow-white feathers fluttered down, pure and immaculate, bathed in golden light, like a true angel descending to earth.
In his hand, a white-gold longsword formed from gathered light appeared. He swung the sword, unleashing a golden sword beam that stretched for thousands of miles, shattering the descending lightning with a deafening roar.
The fragments of lightning were deflected by the gathered energy of light, which, like starlight, coalesced into a sacred and ancient white-gold armor.
At this moment, Miska's aura and energy clearly rose, his presence seemed to gather the light of the world, and his body was like an angel who held order, wielding the power of judgment.
This is one of the three forbidden abilities in the world: [Angel's Descent].
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