With the force in his hand, the metallic heart the size of a human head was suddenly pinched and exploded.

The nano blood splattered, leaving a few drops of bitter residual red on the side of Bai Tangjing's face.

The battle with Armstrong had long since reached the clouds, and now there was no shelter above the military port, and the sun was shining down, bringing together the shadows of the living and the dead.

The white hall mirror, which did not make waves, silently looked at Armstrong's lowered head, but still showed the hideous and terrifying corpse for a while, and suddenly spoke.

"Heavenly Martial Killing Dao - Broken Heart Dao, this is the name of the move that kills you."

"It doesn't matter where it came from, because the founder is no longer in this world, and now its connotation has been greatly modified by me."

"The 'heart' of the Broken Heart Dao not only refers to the heart, but also refers to the central key to the circulation of power."

"Detect and track the flow of your opponent's power, then find the center to attack. Every step of the way has been accomplished."

"It's a 'Heartbreaker Dao' that has reached a passing level of completion."

After finishing speaking, Bai Tangjing threw the wreckage in his hand on the ground without hesitation, as if he had thrown away a used tissue.

Armstrong was wrong.

Bai Tang Mirror will unabashedly explain his power to him.

Because of the depth of his efforts and the cruelty of the price he has paid for his ideals, it is worthy of Bai Tangjing's attention.

And, in his last words, he said that the two were "like-minded......

Bai Tangjing's heart knew that this could not be wrong.

Armstrong has the ambition to change the world, and he has the power to change the world.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to build a world where "the strong can carry out their ideas with strength".

And Bai Tangjing's bombardment of him, although it seems to stop his actions, is actually a process of "the stronger one implements his thoughts to the strong with stronger strength".

Bai Tangjing couldn't argue with that.

But he didn't want to deny it at all!

"Strength is the strength of thought"!

On the path of power, this is as clear as black and white!

Armstrong was right, too.

Bai Tangjing despised his ideal itself.

Armstrong used the White Hall Mirror as a symbol and model of the legitimacy and rationality of his ideals.

Externalities such as the upbringing environment are simply not enough to hinder the truly strong.

But Bai Tangjing himself knows how many opportunities he has gained in the transition of his growth, and what degree of struggle he has gone through to reach his current height.

So as Bai Tangjing slowly left, he could say such things to Armstrong's corpse in a flat and natural manner.

"Do you think it's inevitable that I, such a strong man, will appear? No...... Even I don't think so."

"A white hall mirror stood at the pinnacle of humanity and looked down on Armstrong and plucked his heart. Then there were ten "Baitang Mirrors" desperately trying to climb up at his feet! One hundred "White Hall Mirrors" died in agony! A thousand 'Baitang mirrors, screaming in despair! 10,000 'Baitang mirrors' disappeared in silence...... So, Armstrong."

"Abandon the pursuit of environmental justice and focus on 'the prosperity of the strong,' That's enough." ….

"So I don't hesitate to think - your ideal is a piece of shit."

The shadows of the living and the corpse parted in the sunlight and moved farther and farther away.

The earth began to tremble inexplicably, and the waters around the military port began to shake as if they were boiling.

Heavy and distinctly different from human life energy began to overflow the ground.

In the eyes of the observer, the life energy is even more extensive than the sea!

I haven't seen the real body yet, but its presence has filled the world!

As the ground shook violently, Armstrong's body was engulfed in tumbling lava.

The human calamity has gone along with the benefits

The death of the head of the group was pacified, and in the face of violence, weakness was the inevitable consequence of even more powerful violence.

But the "God" who was awakened by human beings and moved his hands and feet.

What should humanity go through such turmoil, and at what cost can it calm the waves it has set off on the world?

Muto's hatching is irreversible, but the only thing to be happy about is that there is still some time.

The white hall mirror in mid-air looked at the churning magma below, and the deep black hole in the center of the magma.

Turning towards Washington, D.C.

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The military port was already close to Washington.

After separating life and death from his opponent, Bai Tangjing only left a few drops of nano blood on the side of his face.

The rest of the injuries have recovered from the reactivated Titan energy.

He was now sitting in a chair that symbolized the supreme power of the free world, looking through the window of the White House at the expensive Bermuda lawn beyond the old building.

The time was in a hurry, but the information he wanted was not in a hurry, so he simply relaxed before the war.

After all, his opponent this time was not at the same level as all the creatures before him.

There are also several school groups on the lawn that are scheduled for a routine visit today.

Young people, no matter what country they are, are always full of energy.

And most of the young people who sign up for old-fashioned events like "White House visits" also have a high spirits that are rarely seen in the country today.

With Bai Tangjing's age, he shouldn't have said such old-fashioned words.

But the thickness of life depends on experience, and the scenery that teenagers have seen has surpassed the imagination of this era.

The men and women on the lawn are waiting to enter the White House, they are lively, cheerful, and chirping.

And everyone took all the camera equipment in their hands and shot at the room where Bai Tangjing was located.

Although the glass in this room was one-way transparent, they should not have known that a yellow-skinned man was sitting in the president's seat at this time.

However, if this man lifted the roof of the entire White House like an ant's nest in full view, and then fell in, and thoughtfully put the roof back in its place......

Then I'm afraid that the whole of Washington should not be able to find a normal person who has not seen the white roof suspended in mid-air.

Although the entire huge city will experience an unimaginable crisis in the next few hours in the eyes of the teenager, everyone outside the window still does not know their fate.

They have no information, no vision...... There is no power in the end.

So he could only be immersed in the cheers of the moment, and he was not even qualified to be anxious about the crisis that would befall him. ….

The rightful owner of the chair under the buttocks of the white hall, President Walker, was like a schoolboy who had been left in the classroom.

Sitting stiffly on a stool that clearly did not fit his size.

Walker's stature is not over-spec, he is a middle-aged white elite who maintains a good figure.

Obesity and sub-health will not befall him.

But a small stool that doesn't even have a backrest......

Walker looked at the floating ash on his shoulder, which was the dust that had fallen when the mirror image of the White Hall had been torn down the roof of the White House like a toy.

Look beyond the closed gate, where twenty-seven agents using the Centroid Genetic Fluid Prosthetic lie down, all of them with both legs cut off.

There are also ten giant beast powerhouses with a strength of around 150,000 horses.

No matter how they achieved the Behemoth powerhouse's achievement, but now......

A's spine is inserted into B's stomach, and B's spine is inserted in C's chest...... And so on.

With their ability to regenerate, their injuries would not be fatal or disabling, but they would have to spend at least ten minutes wailing in the abyss of pain to regain their mobility.

All of this happened so fast that no one outside the White House noticed it was happening

Violent incidents, still immersed in the atmosphere of "superhero reality show".

Walker didn't say anything in the end, just sat upright on the stool.

The assistant gentleman, who had been through several presidents on the side, also stood to the side at this time, looking at Walker's stool with trepidation from time to time.

It was when he handed the president's seat when the change happened.

Although it is a small stool that he usually uses to tiptoe......

But God testifies! In the moment just now, the foundation of the entire White House was raised by one meter!

With the shaking, the building cracking, and the dust running rampant, this little stool was really the only one that remained clean and intact in the two seconds after Mr. Hakudo said "Please be seated"!

In fact, Bai Tangjing didn't treat them harshly, but just by running the Titan energy to restore the wound, the life energy that could almost drown ordinary people had already caused the nerves of the people present to collapse to the extreme.

That's why the White House butler shoved a small bench under the president's ass after Bai Tangjing spoke.

- His nerves were broken.

"I'll take your word for it."

Looking at the abrupt opening of the white hall mirror outside the window, Walker, who was restless on the small bench, breathed a sigh of relief.

He used the teenager in front of him almost several times more energetic than he did when he ran for president, to prove that he was nothing more than the scraps calculated by Armstrong's interest coalition.

Bai Tangjing then said, "Don't waste time, for the next topic, have you found the information I need?"

He didn't really care if President Walker was from Armstrong's side or not.

Armstrong is dead, and with it the interests that have been created around his supernatural powers.

Walker, even if he was his man, was as harmless as an ant that had left the nest.

The person who held the greatest power in the free world immediately took out the prepared materials and laboriously put them on the table from the bench.

As you put it on, say what you forced yourself to remember in your head two minutes ago. ….

"Armstrong's private database was recently made completely open to you by order, allowing us to gain access to it to collect information."

Speaking of this, Walker glanced cautiously at Bai Tangjing's expression.

This is the instinctive desire of politicians to gather intelligence.

The two who fought and died not long ago are now automatically released to Bai Tangjing's private database...... There must be some joints in this that no one else knows.

"'Companions,...... Hey!"

Bai Tangjing, who was originally calm, laughed and scolded at this time.

"Armstrong, you're really a thing that doesn't hesitate to put everything you have in the hands of a killer for the sake of ideals!"

This is presumably Armstrong's authorization through the nanomachinery in his body at the time of his experience.

It is worthy of being a man who can subdue several more than 200,000 giant beast powerhouses, even if his ideals are regarded as garbage by Bai Tangjing, but this decision is enough to outperform countless mediocre people in the world.

There was no longer a need for Walker's report, and the information in his mind had already been dug up by Bai Tangjing in this moment's effort.

Stretching out his hand and holding his palm in front of him, Walker didn't know why the other party didn't listen.

But he still kept his mouth shut.

"The dragon crystal was actually developed by you to this extent...... Armstrong......"

Bai Tangjing groaned.

That's just 5 percent.

It was only a paltry 5% away from the success of Armstrong's plan!

"Through the weakening effect of the dragon disease on the power of the behemoth."

"The male Muto, who was infected by the Wild Dragon Crystal and weakened the embryonic state, was then equipped with a neural bridging device using every key muscle fiber in Muto's body as a carrier."

"Each device is equipped with a child's trained brain...... 150,000 children's brains!

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Titans are so powerful that they are weakened when they are "infected".

A large amount of dragon crystals is enough to put Muto's body into an immune state, which is the "fever" of humans.

After that, he didn't have the luxury of controlling the Titan Brain. This is simply not possible for human consciousness.

Instead, change your thinking and win by quantity.

A large number of nerve bridging devices are laid down to the most basic level of muscle fibers.

This is also why Armstrong needs a lot of children's brains.

The only training for those brains since the skull was removed was to manipulate a muscle as instructed!

"That's what he wants to do with me...... I even want to have the confidence to go to war with the Titans!"

He had found a way to manipulate the god-like beast, albeit with human children.

But as long as he can open the situation with Muto's egg, then he can have an army of Muto!

The white mirror dug out Walker's brain, as well as the eggs of the female Muto that they had hidden.

Armstrong's grand blueprint has vanished with his death, and even if it is rediscovered at a later date.

Now, there's good news.

"That is, that head of Muto is 'sick, state.'"

Bai Tangjing muttered.

Walker, who was sitting on the bench, immediately added: "In the absence of those neural bridging devices, this state is expected to last for at least half an hour." ….

Judging by the amount of dragon crystals that have been instilled into Muto's eggs so far, this conclusion is correct.

And if executed according to Armstrong's theory, those controlled muscles can delay the process of "rejection" of the dragon crystal, doubling the combat time.

And after the war, he took control of Muto and resumed the process of ingesting the dragon crystals.

It's the same as refueling the machine.

The things he wanted were there, including Muto's body structure, his current condition, and Armstrong's hands and feet in the egg.

Faced with an enemy whose specifications were unprecedentedly high, Bai Tangjing did not let go of any intelligence.

And now......

"Walker."

"Mr. Hakudo?"

The president is very familiar with the transition of status. Now he is no less than the White House butler standing on the sidelines.

"Maybe I can give you an hour? An hour and a half at most."

"What are you...... W-What do you mean?"

Cold sweat began to run down his forehead, and Walker's wisdom had already made him think of a possibility. But because the possible consequences were so bad, he refused to believe in it.

Bai Tangjing has no habit of giving weak people a chance to escape from reality.

He stood up from the chair, a symbol of power, without hesitation or wavering.

"Evacuate the crowd. Especially the people around the Potomac River."

"Sir, that's at least...... Three million people!"

"You're doing well, they're still three million in a few hours, they're not doing well......

Bai Tangjing did not turn to Walker, looking out the window and still not knowing anything, and cheering at the "superhero reality show".

There was a helpless indifference in his voice.

"That's three million," he said.

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