Israel's divided nation, Jerusalem, bomb shelter
President Isaac Sidney stood frozen, trembling, staring in disbelief at the surveillance footage.
"How...how could this be..."
"The demon god descended here..."
The other high-ranking officials in the bomb shelter were equally terrified, watching in despair as the demon god opened its fanged mouth, mockingly looking down upon Israel's divided nation.
The first nation to face the demon god could only accept its misfortune.
President Isaac Sidney drooled maniacally, his eyes gradually turning crazed.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!"
"Why, why!"
"Bang!"
"Zzzzz!"
All the lights went out, all electronic equipment stopped working.
"What happened?"
Everyone looked around in confusion, finding only darkness.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Get it fixed! Quick!"
A general suddenly realized something, utterly despairing set in.
"Mr. President, it must be the descent of the 'Demon God,' causing this area, like the instance, to generate a magnetic field that malfunctions all electronic devices..."
President Isaac West's hands gripped the table, his eyes filled with resentment.
A moment later, only despair remained, followed by a deafening explosion.
"Boom!!!"
...
Zhong Shenxiu frowned, gazing into the distance, his heart heavy with worry.
"I didn't expect the 'Demon God' to descend upon Israel. We must hurry and help deal with it."
Fang Xian nodded. No one could predict where the "Demon God" would descend.
"Let's head to Israel now."
Zhong Shenxiu didn't object, silently nodding.
"Okay, let's go."
This was their pre-arranged tactic: wherever the "Demon God" descended, the remaining nations would immediately rush to its aid, waging a "defense of Blue Star."
Fang Xian led the group, heading towards Israel.
Other contingents from the Dragon Kingdom also rushed to the front, instantly strengthening their forces considerably.
As for the other nations, they mobilized all their military forces to head towards the Israeli-controlled territory.
Of course, this wasn't because the Western nations had suddenly become enlightened; rather, each nation's army had been reorganized and disorganized, with very few of its own troops remaining.
This reorganization and consolidation, proposed by Fang Xian earlier, was intended to prevent those who were too clever from playing tricks.
While others were fighting a bloody battle, you were still thinking of reaping the benefits, not coming, or deliberately slowing your march—how could they defend themselves?
If every nation acted this way, it would be like a heap of loose sand, easily defeated one by one by the "Demon God."
Fang Xian led the group at high speed, encountering many other contingents along the way. They flew together, heading towards the Israeli-controlled territory.
Suddenly, an extremely dazzling light flashed in the distance, followed by a deafening roar.
"Boom!!!"
The earth trembled violently with a deafening roar, the air churning and surging like boiling water, as a massive shockwave swept in with overwhelming force.
Immediately afterward, a gigantic mushroom cloud rose into the sky, churning and expanding until it shot straight into the heavens.
Illuminated by the crimson moon, it appeared both terrifying and magnificent.
Everyone stopped in their tracks, gazing into the distance, utterly astonished.
"Ha... How laughable! Before the 'Demon God,' we are but ants, yet we dared to dream of resistance..."
"Run! Run for as long as you can..."
Zhong Shenxiu stared at the mushroom cloud in the distance, biting his lower lip until it bled before letting out a long sigh.
The scene just now had terrified even him.
Looking at the dejected faces of the crowd, he wanted to offer encouragement, but found himself speechless.
At this moment, what was needed was an absolute powerhouse to inspire them, and that person was
—Fang Xian.
Just as he was about to call out to Fang Xian, he saw countless humanoid demons fly out from ten thousand meters away.
They were crimson red, wings spread, and exuded an evil aura as they hurtled towards them.
The crowd, already considering retreating, became even more hesitant upon seeing so many demons.
Just as they were about to flee, a terrifying aura erupted.
"Buzz!"
Fang Xian stood atop the heavens, wielding the "Xuanyuan Sword." With a single swing, a terrifying, awe-inspiring light streaked across the sky like lightning.
In an instant, a vacuum a hundred meters wide appeared within the horde of demons ten thousand meters ahead.
Where the sword energy passed, none survived.
The crowd stared, stunned, at Fang Xian's godlike figure.
If the "Demon God's" attack had utterly crushed their hope, then Fang Xian's sword was the dawn that pierced the darkness.
Fang Xian suddenly raised his arm and roared, his voice like a rainbow, echoing through the air.
"For our homeland, fight to the very end!"
"Until the blood runs dry, we will never retreat!"
"Humanity will prevail!"