"What nonsense, what nonsense documents!" The document that had been voted on by the entire House of Commons and classified as a top-secret SSS file, was now being held by Mas Walker as if it were garbage. With a forceful grip, the document was instantly crushed into fine dust, creating a loud explosion that echoed through the House of Commons like a gunshot.
"Fifteen years ago, how did we win the defense battle in the Yellow River Valley?" Despite standing at the bottom of the large amphitheater of the House of Commons, Mas Walker's presence was as fierce as a tiger, no one dared to challenge him, nor did they dare to breathe loudly.
"It was because of the unity of the human race," said Kerric Rockefeller, standing and observing the solemn and formal war god, Mas Walker, in his golden robe, speaking softly.
"Now that you know that, why, after holding the ultimate power of humanity for fifteen years, did you treat human unity as a game?" Mas Walker didn't turn to look at Kerric Rockefeller, or the three chief speakers, or the nine executive leaders, or the 108 members, but instead roared on the spot. No one dared to refute him.
"You've called in the human Three Abilities Warrior Army, the Divine Sword, the Machine Gun, and the Golden Sands. Who are you guarding against? The civilians who gave you power, or me, this sick cat? Don't forget, the Three Abilities Warrior Army is known as the War God Guard, not guarding against me, but fighting under my leadership for the human race. Look at how bureaucratic you've become. You even dare to call it an SSS top-secret file. Do you not realize the consequences of forcibly shutting down 'Stellar'? The dead cannot be healed, and the resisting warriors have been heartlessly abandoned by you. Most importantly, you've surrendered. You've surrendered to the alien monsters."
Standing tall with his chest thrust out, Mas Walker, in his eighties, had struggled back from the brink of death, yet he hadn't lost an ounce of his fire, and now he was like a cannon.
"I knew it would end up like this. You all surrender! You all betray your country! As long as the War God is alive, you won't be able to betray your country!"
Many of the members of the House of Commons secretly took pleasure in seeing the three chief speakers being put in their place.
"War God, how did you know? We have already passed this document!" Matthew Green looked at the imposing figure of the War God with intense hatred, but couldn't help but ask.
"That's enough! Matthew Green, even though our families are related, please don't forget that you've reached your position not through weakness, but through the sacrifices of the Green family and your own hard work. So, don't do any more foolish things like this! Next time, I won't be so polite."
Mas Walker turned around and stared down the thin old man, Matthew Green, also known as the 'Bloodthirsty Tyrannosaurus'.
The War God, Mas Walker, no longer paid any attention to the members of the House of Commons. He directly ordered the nine executive leaders to open the federal broadcast. He didn't care if any human race groups hadn't joined the federation; as long as they were on Earth, he wanted them to hear his speech.
"Yes!"
The War God was so domineering that there was no need for discussion; his orders were enough.
Due to internal strife and alien invasion, Earth had very little space left. Thanks to the existence of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in Asia, it had been spared from nuclear war, and the Yellow River Valley had become the capital of the entire human federation.
The shattered areas still had human communities, some of which hadn't joined the federation and were fighting among themselves, or had even regressed to the era of primitive weapons. Now, the second world of the human federation was under attack, and the War God had emerged to resolve the situation, causing a stir in human society. He was the pillar of the human society, and his every move was enough to drive the entire human federation to madness.
"Brothers and sisters! Today, the human federation is facing a major test of survival. The space for survival in the real world is no longer enough for humans, so we have opened up the second world. The alien monsters have come again, fifteen years ago, they secretly provoked our internal strife. Yes, we humans are violent and crazy, but we are also united and supportive. In the end, we united and drove these ugly monsters out of our city. We used practical actions to prove our greatness. Today, fifteen years later, these monsters intend to further compress our living space and invade the second world."
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"The second world has become an integral part of our reality, just like the real world. We can't see the movies, experience the scenery, or enjoy the material things, but we still have the right to do so, even if it's just for a moment. The Americas, Europe, and Africa have fallen, but we still have Asia, and the Greater China region, the last line of defense. They are still resisting, still fighting, still contributing to the human race. Please believe in me, and believe in yourselves. Do not evade this. Those in the Greater China region, please enter and contribute to the human race. The ancient Chinese saying, 'Those who harm the Han will be killed no matter how far they are,' should now be called 'Those who harm the human race will be killed no matter how strong they are.' The human counterattack against the aliens begins today!"
The War God's words spread through the human federation's broadcast to every corner of the Earth, carrying a powerful and forceful message that resonated with iron and blood. Even the alien monsters would feel the surging war and drums. The entire federation was like a pot of boiling oil, full of debate and discussion. Many who had not stopped fighting, even those who had not been treated and were unable to wake up, could still feel the electric currents that could not be cut off. But there were still many conscious humans, and upon hearing the War God's oath, they were filled with passion and headed towards the connection ports to protect the last war zone of the second world. Many regretted not being in the Greater China region. The memories of the great battle fifteen years ago were still fresh, and perhaps this truly heralded the day of the human counterattack. In this indifferent society, such passionate emotions were truly remarkable, weren't they?
"Perhaps it's because he's the War God," Audrey Rothschild said, looking at the imposing figure of the War God as he left, speaking a cryptic statement.
"Perhaps that's why you only care about money but have managed to rise to the top of this powerful society," Kerric Rockefeller mocked.
The three chief speakers shared an unspoken understanding.
The second world, which should have been evacuated, was suddenly filled with countless people after the inspiring words of the War God. The entire Greater China region was suddenly filled with people, making the streets, which had already been under martial law, bustling with onlookers. They were walking confidently through the ruined streets.
"Come on! You ugly monsters, come and destroy me! Scared? Come on, what can you do to me!"
"Yes! You monsters, I ran away, and now I'm back. What can you do to me!"
"Even though I came to just spectate, I, the Spectator Emperor, have become a god. I will also contribute to humanity! Come on, bite me!"
Jack and Bill, hiding in the ruins, stared in astonishment at the throngs of demonstrators. Had these people gone mad? How could they dare to act this way in the face of those terrifying alien monsters?
"Nephew! I wasn't wearing glasses! Are these people out of their minds? What are they doing?" Jack asked incredulously.
"I'm sure you can see better without glasses than with them. These people are insane. We finally managed to evade those terrifying alien monsters, but now they might attract them back. Let's just stay hidden and ignore these lunatics!" Bill had never thought that he, a heroic figure in his own right, would encounter his cousin's attempt at being a dandy, and end up having a string of bad luck. Thankfully, he hadn't been dragged into those yards by the alien monsters!
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Barrett Walker was trapped in the SWAT building, feeling the silence of the entire second world, which tortured him almost to the point of insanity. Thankfully, he found enough bullets. Two hundred giant insects, without the ability to glide like mantises and cockroaches, were still difficult to deal with. Occasionally, a swarm of bees rushed up the stairs, forcing him to shoot and retreat. Now he had reached the top floor, about to be forced to jump off, when he suddenly saw a crowd of protesters on the street.
"What are you doing? This is not the time to be bystanders!" Barrett Walker stood at the top of the stairs, looking at the sudden appearance of the crowd. Are you trying to block the line of fire? Or do you think the world is not chaotic enough? Barrett Walker was becoming more and more immersed in his powerful belief, so he cherished the world and the people in it even more. However, their sudden appearance only meant meaningless death, a feeling he had never experienced before, but once it came, it was overwhelming and made him feel uncomfortable.
Indeed, how could these ordinary people, who strictly adhere to gun control, be opponents of fierce wolves? This was a feast for the alien monsters, pressing Barrett Walker and his more than one hundred giant insects to retreat. Choosing to confront this one person caused them to lose nearly one hundred of their monsters, rather than enjoying their terrifying feast.