I'm starting a mythical revival in Tokyo

Chapter 140 Dante, your days of opening portals randomly are over
There was a loud bang in the sky, bringing change to the Northern Union. Nicholas slaughtered the oligarchs and legal thieves like a whirlwind. They had no power to resist because the troops infiltrated and influenced by them were now in South Asia.

The measures originally intended to prevent them from being transferred to Alaska and being infiltrated and changed by ideology turned out to be a rope to strangle themselves.

The only security forces around them are their own bodyguards. They can't even start a riot to save their lives because the army is abroad. If they want to riot, they have to return home first.

When they return home, we can celebrate the seventh day after their death, which is just the right day!
The sudden changes in the Northern Union’s domestic situation made many countries breathe a sigh of relief, and the happiest country was America.

I am in a civil war, are you also in a civil war?
This is awesome! Let's do it!
When Prince Trump heard the news in the White House, he happily drank the Coke in his hand in one gulp, feeling refreshed!
The Alaskan war dragged on the United States to the point of excruciating pain. It was not just a beating of the Slippers Army in the Middle East, but a real firepower collision with another world power on the earth. In the first month, 20,000 Americans were killed, and the new president who had the support of the army and the popular support was almost driven out of office.

Now civil war has broken out in the Northern Union. This feeling is even better than having sex with a dozen blondes!
"Barry, can we do something? You know, like the Northern Union, give them some trouble."

Prince Chuan was so excited that he could not contain himself. He was eager to find something for the Northern Alliance to do. It would be best if this civil strife could split the Northern Alliance.

Barry was also excited about the news of the civil unrest in the Northern Union. This at least meant that the pressure America would face in Alaska would be much less, which was very important for America now!
But if we want to send people to cause trouble, that is really impossible!
"Father……"

"Hey, I've said it many times, you have to refer to your job title when you're working."

Prince Chuan looked serious and said that he would not talk about feelings during work. Well, since you want this, then let's do it.

Why didn't you say that when Kafka was here?

Barry, who had lost all hope in life, felt that Prince Chuan favored his sister, but it didn't matter, she was already dead, together with her squid husband.

"Mr. President, I think it would be better for us to focus more on the domestic situation now..."

Barry really wanted to say, stop making trouble, our problems are just as big, let’s save ourselves first!

Prince Chuan disagrees. Ever since the military supported him to come to power, he first put down the civil unrest (he was the one causing the unrest), stabilized the stock market (eaten up all the squid capitalists), and created jobs (destroyed the auto workers union and gave the three major automakers unlimited power). With such measures, he, Prince Chuan, deserves the title of "the most powerful president"!
Why should we pay attention to the domestic situation? What is there to pay attention to when the country is peaceful and prosperous?

Barry's pride was beyond words. He knew that his father was immersed in his fantasy of fame and fortune again. He really wanted to break this fantasy, but he didn't have the courage.

Because there was a military representative standing next to him, and this person was not one of their own. He was sent by the military to monitor their family.

Sometimes he wondered whether his father had given up on himself or was enduring humiliation?
"Mr. President, I think Chief of Staff Barry's suggestion is correct. We should now focus more on the domestic situation."

"Major William, are you saying there's something wrong with my policy?"

"Of course not, Mr. President, what we mean is that we should pay more attention to North and South America, rather than other countries across the Pacific Ocean."

William made it very clear that the military leaders were unwilling to travel across the ocean to interfere in foreign affairs.

In the past, doing this could bring huge profits to the entire military, but doing this now may not bring any profits and the risks are extremely high.

The military has always known that Prince Chuan is not an easy person to control, especially since he has widespread supporters at the grassroots level of the military. Now that he is leading the troops abroad, if he exceeds a certain limit, there is a possibility that Prince Chuan will steal his home!

When the time comes, their material supplies will be cut off from the country, and they will all have no choice but to stay in a foreign land and wait for death!
Major William's words made Prince Chuan fall into deep thought. No one knew what he was thinking about, but he agreed with William's words.

"You are right William, we should pay more attention to North and South America."

"Since civil unrest has broken out in the Northern Union, what is the current situation on the battlefield in Alaska?"

"The situation is very good, victory is just around the corner!"

Prince Chuan smiled, and his smile was sincere: "Since Alaska is so prosperous, what is there to worry about? Can't the army of our great America deal with those drug dealers and gangs in South America?"

"All of North and South America are under our rule. Let's open a bottle of champagne and celebrate the Northern Union!"

Major William had no objection to this. As long as the Prince of Chuan did not do anything stupid, he would be happy to flatter the Prince of Chuan. Who wouldn't want to do a job that paid well, required little work and was close to home?

That night, the drunk Prince Chuan hugged his wife and went to bed. Don't get me wrong, Prince Chuan was almost 80 years old and he couldn't do anything.

Catalina, his third wife, often felt lonely and cold because of this, but for some reason, recently, as soon as Prince Chuan hugged her, she wanted to sleep, without any emotions, and slept soundly.

Of course she slept soundly because there was a group of people holding a meeting in her head!

In her mind, a pure white conference room suppressed her thoughts and made her sleep like a dead person. The conference room was now full of people.

If there were someone familiar with America's business upper class here, he would be able to recognize that these people were the core members of America's once top chaebols.

Why did they say "once"? Because their family had been massacred, and they were able to escape because before the coup, their family made them apostles of God's grace.

"Prince Chuan, have you received the message?"

"Of course I received the news. Of course they would tell me such good news."

"Fuck it! Even when I was persecuted by that damn old Bidden, I could still rule the country with Little Blue Bird. Now I can't even touch my cell phone! Damn it..." The furious Prince Chuan scolded the military for being inhumane. This has been a common practice of their secret organization since its establishment. Anyway, this is a dream world, and the speed at which time passes is different from that in the outside world. They have enough time to listen to Prince Chuan's complaints.

"Phew, I feel much better after scolding those bastards."

"Okay, boys, let's get down to business. How many armed forces can we muster now?"

"There are only 800 people at most, and no more than 100 of them have received formal military training."

Prince Chuan looked disappointed, as the number was far less than he had expected.

"It's been a month, and there are only so few people. Are you working hard, Nokfele boy?"

"What we want are soldiers who can go to the battlefield. You can be happy with these 800 people. There are tens of thousands of registered believers, but if they know our purpose, we will be visited by the army tomorrow!"

This is the truth. It is indeed common in America to win over the hearts of the people in the name of religion. The Faith Society they created can have 800 fanatical believers willing to go to the battlefield within a month. This achievement is something that other religious organizations would envy.

They are not big religions like the three major religions that have been preaching for thousands of years. The reason why they can cultivate such die-hard fans is that they often use their abilities to perform so-called miracles to make people believe that there is really a god behind them. Otherwise, in this era when gods appear in the world, they can't even have a believer.

"Okay, 800 is enough. Can you bring them to Washington, D.C.?"

"No, you can't get in. The only way to get in is to force it."

"Attack by force? I'll be executed by the time you get to the White House, and you can't break in."

You are right. Washington DC is a key defense area of ​​the army. It is now under complete martial law and no outsiders are allowed to enter. Unless these 800 people are all apostles of God's grace, forget it.

"Dante, how are you doing in South America?"

The founder of this organization is Dante Kennedy. After leaving the demon world, he began his revenge plan. The meeting space hidden in Catalina's mind was created by him. As the nightmare of the demon world, he is the only one who has the ability to bypass the military blockade and contact King Chuan in the White House.

"It's developing very well. The countries in South America are very dissatisfied with the troops and governors stationed by the United States. It's very convenient for preaching, but the army has been causing trouble for me."

"With your strength, those apostles of the army will definitely be defeated by you!"

This sentence touched everyone's heart. They all had a blood feud with the military. When they thought of the scene of Dante killing everyone in South America, they couldn't help laughing.

They were laughing, but Dante couldn't laugh.

It would have been fine if the one who caught him was an apostle, but the one who came to catch him was a demon!
Admittedly, as the only Nightmare in the Demonic World, the army could not catch him, but they still forced him to hide from place to place.

This is all Lilith, the mother of demons, to blame!

Most people don’t dare to make a deal with the devil, but the American army does!
They send a batch of sacrifices to Lilith every month, and depending on the number of sacrifices, Lilith will give a certain amount of demon blood.

This deal is a win-win for Lilith. She wins once by collecting sacrifices, and she wins again by gaining new demon subordinates. No matter what, she will definitely not lose.

Fortunately, there was no Nightmare among the demons belonging to the army, otherwise Dante would have been torn into pieces.

No one would think that a pampered person who practices martial arts can beat a professional soldier who has experienced hundreds of battles, right? No one would think so, right?

As the founder of the organization, Dante would never let others know that he was being hunted by the army and was hiding from people. He knew too well what kind of people these young ladies and young masters were.

If he had not demonstrated his power as a demon and given them enough confidence, this group of people, except Prince Chuan, would never have thought of going against the military in their lives.

If they knew that they were beaten and fled by the army, the organization would be disbanded the next day.

So Dante could only laugh along to avoid letting them notice anything unusual. These guys weren't capable of doing things, but their ability to understand people's minds was first-rate.

Commonly known as doing more harm than good!

"You must continue to develop your power in the country. At this stage, you can create a puppet leader to befriend the military. You can't let the military..."

Before Dante could finish his instructions, the dream conference room suddenly shook, which had never happened before.

"Dante, what's going on?"

"It's a dream! The dream is turbulent!"

Dante felt a pressure, the same pressure that Lilith gave him. As a nightmare, the only one who could give him this feeling in a dream could be a superior being in the dream realm!
It was not that a superior had intruded into the dream, but that Dante happened to be around this superior, and his awakening directly disrupted Dante's dream meeting.

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