White House, Washington, United States of America.

Obama, the first black president in the history of the United States, was very irritable at the moment, and was a little upset by a bad thing.

Not only does he have to confront the alien forces that have brought down most of the United States, but he also has to deal with politicians who are dragging their feet at a time when the country is in crisis, and now he is troubled by the handling of war refugees.

"Didi-to-du-doo." Obama frowned when the president's special mega event communicator sounded, could it be that the war on the front line has fallen into decline again?

"Gler, what happened, did the front line suffer another defeat?" Obama's deep voice revealed a deep tiredness.

"No, no, no, Mr. President, I have good news and bad news here, which one do you want to hear?" Although the person on the other side sold to Mr. President, his tone could not hide his excitement and joy.

Sensing the excitement and joy in his secretary's tone, Obama was a little curious: "What's the situation?" Don't sell off, just say it. ”

"Well, Mr. President, you really don't have a sense of humor." The secretary shrugged and said helplessly.

"The good news is that from the East Atlantic to Los Angeles, all the alien forces have been destroyed, and the bad news is that it is not our great America that is destroying these alien forces." The secretary told an American-style joke.

"Who? Who can destroy these alien forces? Obama wondered.

"This is the person who destroyed the alien forces, the person who once appeared in the ruins of Tokyo, the one you called Xia Wenmei, a freshman at the War College." The secretary pushed his glasses and sent a video to Obama.

In the video, a person with drooping hair in a xia coat was wrapped in a layer of golden red light, walking on the Atlantic Ocean with a slow and fast pace, facing the army of open chrysanthemum beasts that appeared, he was not afraid at all, and twisted out a series of gilt golden flames, as soon as these flames fell on these chrysanthemum beasts, they burned the chrysanthemum beasts to ashes.

Almost countless Kaiju beasts were wiped out by this man's fingers, and those alien warships that could resist nuclear bombs were not his enemies, and the solid and indestructible AT force field was like paper paste under the sword in his hand, and it was easily chopped up, and then glued to the gilded flames, turned into ashes, and drifted away with the wind.

Eventually, the man entered the airspace of the United States, and with a single sword, he split the incoming antimatter bullet, unscathed by the explosion that covered the entire sky, and then swung out a palm that was like a punishment from the gods in the sky.

The void was shattered, the thunder was illusory, and the space was distorted and displaced. The gravel burst turned over like a tide, and the yellow sand covered the sky and cut the bones and scraped the flesh.

This palm turned the whole of Los Angeles into a basin.

"This is definitely a god-of-war power, and it may even surpass the god-of-war level and touch the realm of Principal Kieran......" Obama muttered to himself as he looked at the figure on the screen.

"Mr. President? What do you say? God of War? Principal Kieran? What do these nouns mean. The secretary heard Obama talking to himself and was curious.

"Nothing, these are just classifications of super-soldier ranks within the War College." Obama was reluctant to say more, and explained a little vaguely.

The secretary saw the president's ambiguity, and wisely did not continue to ask.

"If you look at the strength he has shown along the way, we just need to defend well, or rather, at this moment we can even put down our guns and wait for victory." The secretary pushed his glasses again.

"That's it...... No, the goddess of victory will not favor someone casually, not only can we not sit back and wait for victory, but we must take advantage of this opportunity to counterattack and expand the results. ”

"At this moment, the alien forces must have been restrained by this person, and what we are facing is nothing more than a group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

"Now, immediately let the soldiers counterattack, completely eliminate the remnants of the alien forces on the land of America, and play the momentum of our great America, so that this super soldier from the other side of the ocean knows the fighting spirit of our great American people!"

Obama's words made the secretary's blood boil, and he hated to be a heroine and fight against those chrysanthemum beasts.

But as the president's secretary, she still has this self-control, and she quickly calmed down: "As you wish, Mr. President, I will go and inform the military department now." ”

"Go ahead, prepare a helicopter for me when the time comes, and I'll go to the battlefield myself." Obama admonished.

Obama turned off the communicator and sat in his chair pondering, what does this creature from other higher civilizations want to do, what is the purpose of his journey to the bases of various abyssal civilizations, is simply to protect the earth, and has a deeper consciousness to warn the Kamigawa civilization by killing chickens and monkeys.

All this can only be known when I meet Xia Wenming.

……

Xia Wen ordered to use Huoyun Moke to beat the three frigates Ji Niang to the point that there were no atoms left.

He shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "It's really unlucky, I originally wanted to catch a soul searcher to understand the situation, but I didn't expect to be killed with one palm." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky and said to himself: "After so long of live broadcasting, these American ghosts should also be a little moved, but well, before meeting this group of ghosts, a grand opening is needed, or rather, to draw an end to this war." ”

Thinking in his heart, Xia Wenming turned into a rainbow and flew away again, and a golden streamer pierced the sky filled with gunsmoke and war, breaking the oppressive dead silence.

"Well, this is San Francisco, where the last base of the Abyss Civilization is located." Xia Wenming rushed from Los Angeles to San Francisco almost instantaneously, and he didn't even use a second during this time.

With the arrival of Xia Wenming, the roof of a building abandoned by the war suddenly opened, and nearly a thousand frigates Ji Niang appeared, who could almost form a regiment.

Some of the nearly 1,000 frigates Ji Niang have guns, some have swords, some have swords, and even halberds, and eighteen kinds of weapons can be seen.

As soon as they appeared, they spontaneously formed a battle formation, and one hundred and ten sword-wielding frigates Ji Niang rushed up like a daredevil, like a hundred and ten hunting lioness.

Xia Wenming watched these girls rush towards with interest, and his expression was a little mocking: "Alas, there are too many ants, they may be able to cause harm to elephants and even whales, but it is absolutely impossible to cause harm to the dragon, such a simple and simple truth, don't your commanders understand?" ”

As he spoke, a figure appeared next to a frigate Ji Niang like a gale, and the sword of the sun god in his left hand waved.

The body of the frigate Ji Niang fell like a rag doll, and her eyes, which gradually lost their lustre, told the demeanor of the sword.