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Chapter 196 Temporarily Safe

The American army, with its high degree of organization, quickly established a defensive line in the ruins of Tokyo.

Their arrival was like a breath of fresh air, bringing a glimmer of hope to the desperate people of the island nation.

The prime minister, in the form of a demon, was enormous, surrounded by black demonic energy, and his eyes burned like flames, revealing endless bloodlust.

It led an army of monsters, surging towards the American army's lines like a tidal wave, each monster exuding a suffocating aura of evil.

As the Prime Minister, in the form of a demon, led an army of monsters in like a tidal wave, the American army's defenses instantly felt unprecedented pressure.

The air was thick with demonic energy and the stench of blood. Every roar of the monsters sounded like a call from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

As the Prime Minister, in the form of a demon, led an army of monsters in like a tidal wave, the American army's defenses instantly felt unprecedented pressure.

The air was thick with demonic energy and the stench of blood. Every roar of the monsters sounded like a call from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Among the army of monsters, the prime minister, in disguise, was the most eye-catching. He wielded enormous demonic claws, each attack accompanied by a roar and destruction.

However, the American soldiers were not intimidated. Relying on their extraordinary strength after being baptized by the Son of God and nurtured by Buddhism, they bravely went to meet them.

The battle was extremely fierce, with the monster's claws clashing with the soldiers' swords, producing a piercing metallic clang.

The soldiers radiated a golden light, a symbol of the Holy Son's power and their faith in fighting against darkness.

"Director Xia, your troops look much better than last time."

The Emperor's voice sounded remarkably calm amidst the raging flames of war; his gaze pierced through the smoke, fixed on the fierce battlefield below.

Director Xia turned his head slightly upon hearing this, glanced at the Emperor through the communication function of his tactical glasses, and then quickly brought his attention back to the battlefield.

He replied in a deep voice, "Our soldiers have undergone more rigorous training, and the power of the Holy Son has strengthened them. My troops cannot possibly lose to these demons."

The Emperor nodded, feeling much more relaxed.

"Director Xia, I hope you can end this battle as soon as possible and restore peace and tranquility to the island nation. The people of the island nation need your protection, and we will definitely repay you." The Emperor's words were full of expectation and trust.

"We would have done it even without you saying so; we can't just give up on this market."

Upon hearing Xia Ling's words, the Emperor's face darkened, but he said nothing.

The Emperor quickly composed himself, his tone sincere and resolute, and continued, "Director Xia, you are right. We have always cooperated closely with your country. Our island nation will not only serve as your market, providing you with abundant resources and enormous consumption potential, but we will also deepen cooperation in multiple fields such as science and technology and culture, to jointly create the future."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ling smiled with satisfaction.

"Your Majesty, your understanding and support are of paramount importance to us. Please believe that the American army will not only do its utmost to end this battle, but will also assist the island nation in its post-war reconstruction, ensuring that peace and prosperity can take root and flourish on this land for a long time."

Upon hearing this, the Emperor smiled with satisfaction and reached out to firmly grasp Xia Ling's hand.

"Director Xia, let us join hands and welcome the dawn of victory together. The people of the island nation look forward to the arrival of peace and closer cooperation with America. History will remember this moment, and our joint efforts and sacrifices."

Xia Ling did not respond to him, but simply withdrew her hand and wiped it with a tissue. This action immediately froze the Emperor's smile on his face.

The Emperor's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Director Xia, I understand that everyone has their own habits and preferences, and this does not affect our friendship and cooperation. Let's refocus our attention on the battle at hand. I believe that with the valiant efforts of the American army, victory is just around the corner."

Xia Ling nodded slightly, but his movements were somewhat indifferent.

As Xia Ling finished speaking, the sounds of fierce fighting rang out again on the battlefield.

The soldiers of America, aided by the power of the Holy Son, fought a desperate battle against the monster's claws.

Each clash was accompanied by roars and sparks, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and demonic energy.

On the battlefield, sparks flew and smoke filled the air, as if the whole world had been swallowed up by this brutal war.

The battle between the American soldiers and the monster army has reached a fever pitch, with every second potentially a matter of life and death.

The prime minister, in the form of a demon, was like a mad beast on the battlefield. Every swing of its demonic claws was accompanied by a deafening roar. Wherever it passed, whether it was a solid defensive line or a brave soldier, it was torn apart as if it were made of paper.

The monster's claws gleamed with black light, and each strike left a deep wound, accompanied by a piercing scream.

However, the American soldiers did not back down.

Through the power of the Holy Son, they radiated golden light, as if they were wearing an indestructible armor.

Their swords clashed in the monster's claws with a piercing metallic sound, each clash like sparks flying, illuminating the dark battlefield.

On the battlefield, some soldiers displayed extraordinary skills. They somersaulted through the air, nimbly dodging the monsters' attacks.

Or it can move quickly on the ground and launch a fierce attack on the monster with lightning speed.

Their figures flashed across the battlefield like lightning, becoming the most beautiful sight in this battle.

"Director Xia, stop that traitor immediately, or the battle line will collapse!"

The Emperor pointed at the Prime Minister, his emotions running high.

"Don't rush."

Xia Ling glanced at him, then turned to Matt and said.

"Matt, it's your turn. You've got a new weapon, haven't you? Smash its head with your staff and show the might of your Buddhist teachings!"

Matt, having watched the demons slaughter his own soldiers, couldn't wait any longer. Upon receiving Xia Ling's order, he immediately grabbed his weapon and rushed onto the battlefield.

Matt, rushing to the battlefield, was like a walking god of war; every move he made was full of power and determination.

The staff in his hand seemed to come alive, each swing accompanied by golden light and sacred fluctuations, causing the demons to retreat in defeat under his attacks.

Although the demon that the Prime Minister was incarnate as was enormous and incredibly powerful, it appeared clumsy and powerless in front of Matt.

Matt skillfully deflected each of its attacks, and then seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack. Each swing of his staff was like a fatal judgment, causing the demon's demonic aura to dissipate continuously.

Under Matt's fierce onslaught, the demon began to roar in pain, its eyes filled with fear and despair.

It tried to escape the battlefield, but Matt relentlessly pursued it, giving it no chance to catch its breath.

"For the people you have harmed, for peace and justice!"

Matt silently repeated this to himself, his gaze growing increasingly resolute.

He brandished his staff, smashing it down on the demons again and again. Each attack was like a thunderbolt, making it unbearable for the demons.

The battle between Matt and the demon that was the Prime Minister instantly became the focus of the entire battlefield.

Between the two sides, one represents the power of Buddhism and justice, while the other is a demon embodying endless evil and murderous intent. This confrontation is not merely a physical clash, but a battle of minds and beliefs.

Matt moved with agility, like a cheetah darting across the grasslands, each movement perfectly avoiding the demons' attacks.

The staff in his hand seemed to come alive, each swing accompanied by golden light and sacred fluctuations. It was a perfect combination of Buddhist teachings and the power of the holy son, making the attacks of demons clumsy and powerless in front of him.

Although the demon that the Prime Minister was in disguise was enormous and incredibly powerful, it was becoming increasingly powerless in front of Matt.

Matt skillfully deflected each of its attacks, and then seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack. Each swing of the staff was like a fatal judgment, causing the demon's demonic aura to dissipate continuously.

The demon roared, its eyes filled with fear and despair. It tried to turn the tide with a more ferocious attack, but Matt seemed to be its nemesis; no matter how the demon struggled, it could not escape Matt's attack range.

"For the people you have harmed, for peace and justice!" Matt murmured to himself, his eyes filled with determination and courage.

He brandished his staff, smashing it down on the demons again and again. Each attack was like a thunderbolt, making it unbearable for the demons.

The demon gradually weakened under Matt's attacks, its movements became sluggish, and each attack seemed powerless.

Matt grew stronger with each battle, his staff drawing golden streaks in the air, each attack precise and powerful.

In the fierce battle, the duel between Matt and the demon that is the Prime Minister in disguise becomes increasingly intense.

Matt seized the demon's weakness. He dodged the demon's fatal blow with a swift movement, then swung his staff and smashed it heavily onto the demon's head.

A burst of golden light erupted instantly, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the demon's massive body crashed to the ground.

The demon's eyes lost their light, and the black demonic aura dissipated completely.

Seeing that the prime minister had been defeated, the demon army scattered in disarray.

The demon army collapsed like a domino effect; once their leader fell, the remaining monsters lost their backbone and scattered in all directions. Their terrified screams were a stark contrast to their previous arrogance, and the entire battlefield was instantly enveloped in an aura of victory.

Seeing this, the American soldiers' morale soared. They erupted in thunderous cheers, their swords gleaming victoriously in the sunlight. They knew that this arduous and protracted battle had finally brought the dawn of victory.

Matt stood there, watching the demon leader's massive body slowly fall, a sense of indescribable satisfaction welling up inside him.

Xia Ling walked over to Matt, patted him on the shoulder, and said approvingly, "Matt, you did a great job. You finally won this time."

At this point, Matt's face darkened, and he gave Xia Ling a mournful look.

There are some things I just have to say, but he is, after all, the bureau chief, my superior, and I can't argue with him.

Although Matt was somewhat displeased, he managed to control his emotions. After all, Xia Ling's words, while direct, were also a form of affirmation. He took a deep breath and refocused his attention on the battlefield before him.

"Director Xia, what should we do next?" Matt asked, his eyes scanning the surroundings to assess the situation on the battlefield.

Xia Ling looked around, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Immediately organize the soldiers to clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and strengthen vigilance to prevent the monsters from returning. In addition, notify the logistics department to prepare supplies to assist the island nation in its post-war reconstruction."

Matt nodded and quickly relayed Xia Ling's orders. The soldiers began to move about in an orderly fashion, some busy treating the wounded, others clearing away the monster corpses and remains left on the battlefield. Under the efficient organization of the American army, the entire battlefield gradually returned to order.

The Emperor stood aside, witnessing all of this, and was filled with gratitude.

He stepped forward and said to Xia Ling and Matt, "Gentlemen, the people of the island nation will never forget your kindness. Your courage and selflessness will be forever engraved in the history of the island nation."

The Emperor was overjoyed. Now the demons had been driven away, and the government had been completely annihilated.

But this emperor stepped forward at this critical moment, risking his life to find the heavenly soldiers of America to save the island nation.

With such behavior, who else but him should hold the reins of power in the country?

The Emperor was planning for the future, knowing that this was a crucial moment to consolidate his position and reshape the future of the island nation.

In front of Xia Ling and Matt, he displayed an unprecedented firmness and determination.

"My lords, our island nation has suffered a devastating blow and is in dire need of rebuilding. I am well aware that it is difficult for our island nation to quickly restore its former prosperity on its own. Therefore, I earnestly request that America provide us with more support and assistance at this critical moment."

The Emperor's words were full of sincerity and expectation.

"Wait, Your Majesty, you don't think this is the end of it, do you? Don't you think about what caused the Prime Minister and his officials to turn into demons?"

If you don't understand this, your throne will not be secure.

Xia Ling gave the Emperor a stern lecture, which immediately darkened the face of this self-proclaimed savior. However, looking at the army beside him, he couldn't retaliate.

"Director Xia, what do you mean?"

"Of course, we need to figure out everything behind this, starting with the thing in your pocket!"

(End of this chapter)