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They almost started arguing.

This clearly shows that they are willing to capture the white dragon regardless of the cost or their casualties, right?

"Has the Federation gone mad?"

Shinomiya Un'yori was terrified.

The young man had no idea how cunning the US military at the federal overseas bases could be; selling weapons directly and shooting down the imperial envoy's plane were just basic tactics.

The only control the federal government has over its overseas bases is through funding them.

The problem is they don't dare not give it to them; financial hegemony is supported by military intimidation.

But to do something this outrageous...

"Aren't they afraid the Federation will cut off their military funding?"

Toyokawa Sadaharu suffered from scalp numbness.

"What's there to be afraid of? They have guns in their hands; the Federation needs them."

On the other side, Shijou Tei's face turned deathly pale.

It's good that my older sister didn't come; otherwise, the Shijo family, which had just returned to Japan, would probably have become as unstable as the Shinomiya family.

He could figure it out, and those old foxes certainly knew it too.

All power and influence are based on strength.

What Shijou Tei didn't say was that once the White Dragon was captured, the Seventh Fleet would return to the Federation homeland. As long as they knew how to divide the spoils, they could probably become the Federation Emperor.

Going even further, global domination is not impossible.

The reason for his resolute decision and his greedy, reckless gamble is clearly only one...

Many eyes were drawn to the little mermaid girl with a pure and innocent face, babbling as she chased after the white dragon's mane.

Clearly, the key lies in the fact that the mere existence of the white dragon is enough to cause the surrounding species to undergo transformation.

To put it bluntly, the Seventh Fleet could be, no, it definitely is, a pawn pushed out by certain people.

The purpose is simple.

Killing God!

They drank the blood of God, just as their ancestor Judas did in the Bible.

Don't be fooled by the fact that many things in the New Testament seem outdated or barbaric by today's standards.

But in Europe at that time, it was practically a European version of the Tao Te Ching, telling people for the first time that stealing was wrong, robbery was wrong, rape was wrong, adultery was wrong...

Simply.

In this respect, Jesus is truly a saint of Europe.

The so-called Dark Ages refers to the Dark Ages in relation to modern times; for Europe before the Middle Ages, it represented a great leap forward in civilization.

In short, killing Jesus was, in a sense, tantamount to god murder.

All I can say is that with this incident being exposed, the hairdresser is almost completely exonerated.

These FBI and CIA agents knew those greedy parasites all too well, and their faces turned green as they cursed loudly towards the horizon.

As members of the federal system, they know all too well how depraved these bastards are.

The problem now is....

Would modern weapons be effective against that person?

Many people were crying out in their hearts, praying: "Great God, please hold on! We'll build a temple for you when we get back."

We'll contribute 100 million, no, 10 billion US dollars, to preach your divine name throughout the world.

Just moments before, they were terrified that the White Dragon would kill them, but now they regarded the White Dragon as their only support.

but......

With the leaps in human military technology, there are many other terrifying weapons besides nuclear weapons, such as cluster bombs and thermobaric weapons, not to mention them.

Electromagnetic railguns can fire armor-piercing projectiles worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of units...

Let's not even talk about the human body. With such a small volume, if it could withstand that, it could swim on its back in the sun or take a walk on a neutron star.

But even a creature as large as the White Dragon has billions of joules of energy, enough to be a bunker buster capable of penetrating reinforced concrete as thick as a twenty-story building.

Upon closer reflection, it becomes clear that humanity has far surpassed its own level of civilization in terms of the lethality of weapons.

The damage was far beyond what was intended.

Ordinary people are dumbfounded, lying down on the spot looking exhausted and ready to destroy everything.

at this time.....

"You mean this?"

A lazy, beautiful voice faded away, and the white dragon's glistening whiskers gently stretched out.

Then, to everyone's horror, the fleet at least ten kilometers away seemed to tremble. Immediately afterward, the ship's guns emitted painful groans, as if being torn apart by an invisible force. Missiles were pulled out of their silos, and countless drones, early warning aircraft, and fighter jets... were frozen in the air, unable to move, as if mosquitoes had fallen into a spider web.

Then, the dragon's whiskers were hooked.

The countless fighter jets, bombers, artillery emplacements, and other aircraft were all drawn together by an irresistible force, and a massive swarm of modern technological artifacts, totaling over ten thousand tons, instantly traversed tens of thousands of meters to reach the vicinity of the White Dragon.

Then came the terrifying roar, like a heavy cannon exploding, and the shockwave that shook the giant ship.

"Gunpowder weapons? It seems to have developed a lot. I remember it was about seven hundred, no, about a thousand years ago. On the eastern continent, it was used as a raw material for fireworks, and fireworks bloomed all over the sky. I also danced to the music."

It seems someone even wrote a poem about it: "The east wind at night releases a thousand trees of flowers. And blows down stars like rain..."

With a casual gesture, he rendered the Seventh Fleet's firepower useless. Bai Long seemed unconcerned, but was more concerned about a poem by Xin Qiji, a patriotic poet and famous military strategist from over 800 years ago, and spoke with a sense of melancholy.

He was clearly quite satisfied.

Even the first real sound came from the dragon's head.

Both on and off the screen, everyone who had been staring blankly at the sky full of scrap metal was jolted awake.

"The road is filled with the fragrance of fine carriages and carved horses. The sound of phoenix flutes stirs, the jade pot shines, and fish and dragons dance all night long..."

Many people murmured the second half of the sentence, looking at the white dragon and the mermaid in disbelief.

Based on what Bai Long just said...

My goodness, could the fish and dragons in Xin Qiji's poems be what they literally mean?

The white dragon before him, and a mermaid who accompanied Him eight hundred years ago?

"It's really possible. 'A thousand trees in bloom' and 'a magnificent carriage' are just superficial meanings, so why can't 'a dragon and a fish' be the same?"

Many Chinese netizens feel that they have wasted so many years of their education.

So, many of the poems by the ancients were truly objective descriptions?

What about the passage in the "Huainanzi: Astronomical Treatise" that says: "Gonggong was angry and struck Buzhou Mountain, causing the pillar of heaven to break and the earth's axis to collapse. The sky tilted to the northwest, hence the movement of the sun, moon, and stars; the earth was incomplete in the southeast, hence the flow of water and dust."

Did a mythical era, or the Age of Gods, really exist in ancient times?

Then why did they break off?

Did Emperor Zhuanxu sever the connection between heaven and earth?

What about the West?

Many people are in a daze, feeling like their worldview is collapsing.

"No, this is clearly a Western dragon. Although the wings are on the divine wheel, it still has five wings."

Some people find it unacceptable.

“Oh my god, this is what the dragons of our Han Dynasty were like. What you know is the evolution and refinement after the Yuan Dynasty.”

As for wings, in the East, pterosaurs have wings, while in Europe, bats have wings.

Oh, by the way, the American feathered serpent god also had wings.

"I think that what we call things are just our human perceptions. A tiny place is just a few steps away for other people, and they may all be the same thing."

Otherwise, why would dragon myths exist all over the world?

People from all over the world are arguing online.

No one cared how desperate the people on the aircraft carrier fleet were. It was obvious: God is God. No matter how powerful your weapons are, with a wave of his hand, no, with a flick of his whisker, they're gone.

Now, they care more about whose ancestor it is, and whose culture the dragon belongs to.

But clearly, most people believe that a dragon is a dragon, and that things are merely distinctions made by mortals.

It could be a product of dragon-like radiation, or at most a dragon beast.

"You mortals always have a natural talent for destruction!"

Boom boom boom.

As if he had grasped the technological sophistication of these creations, Bai Long lost interest after just one glance.

Scrap metal rained down like cannonballs, and the spray of water even reached above the deck.

Followed by.

On and off screen, people from all over the world saw the white dragon's head tilt slightly to the side, its divine vertical pupils looking at the fleet that seemed to be turning around.

"To raise the sword against the holy one again...?"

With a calm gaze, elegant posture, and unparalleled beauty, He chuckled softly: "...I don't have the Messiah's good temper."

The dragon opened its mouth slightly and uttered a few simple words: "According to the law... He shall be executed!"

moment.

The situation changed dramatically.

The clear sky turned gloomy, and purple lightning bolts leaped and flashed in the clouds.

It was as if even the heavens were angered by mortals' blasphemy against the sacred.

Suppressed, suffocating!

Everyone was quiet.

The officer on deck, who was frantically roaring and turning around in the cockpit, fell silent as he was about to turn around; only his body trembled uncontrollably.

The aircraft carrier fleet kept circling in place, but a dark shadow was vaguely visible beneath the sea, shrouding the massive fleet.

Then the sea level rose.

The sea surface, stretching for an unknown distance, suddenly rose higher, surpassing the aircraft carrier deck and the clouds, as if an endless wall of sky had risen up.

It was a majestic deity, seated above the sea, its head overlooking the high heavens. A cluster of deep, dark dragon eyes, like lakes embedded in the sky, indifferently and coldly surveyed the entire world.

It has a dragon's head and a human body, with two pairs of starry blue wings spread out behind it like clouds hanging from the sky.

Nothing demonstrates the power of the gods more clearly than such a visibly magnificent body.

Its enormous size causes the earth to groan in agony, and even the slightest movement can trigger a super tsunami, threatening the survival of countries along the Pacific coast.

The enormous black shadow that had previously enveloped the entire fleet beneath the sea... was His hand.

Each fingerprint resembled a continuous mountain range, making the entire massive aircraft carrier fleet seem ridiculously small in its hands.

next second.

One by one, fingers, like pillars of heaven and earth, broke through the water, pierced the clouds, and slowly closed inward.

General Armour looked up at the divine body above the clouds, which seemed to shroud the entire world, his throat so dry that he could no longer utter a sound.

At a certain point, humanity lost the ability to scream. The nearly 100,000 soldiers on board stared blankly as the hand, beyond description, closed, crushing them and the entire aircraft carrier fleet like bedbugs.

This is a mythological scenario that transcends the capabilities of language.

Everyone recalled a message that he had lazily uttered.

Human vision only captures the projection of the divine in the material world.

But sir, you didn't mention your true form... it should be your true form, right?