Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Won’t the Civilians and the Dispatched Martial Artists All Suffer?

The reconnaissance Martial Artists at the front had intended to send back the latest battle reports as video or photos,

but they were hit by an unknown energy attack, and all signals were instantly cut off.

Just then, a technician, hands flying across his keyboard, anxiously reported the latest developments.

"Activate the backup signal station immediately!

We need a real-time feed on the situation in Xinwudao City.

Otherwise, we’ll be flying blind, letting these unknown assailants run rampant in Xinwudao City.

If this continues, Xinwudao City will suffer incalculable losses."

A commander on duty for the day issued the order without hesitation, his tone firm and decisive.

Immediately after the signal in Xinwudao City was severed by the unknown energy attack, they had activated the backup system.

However, the latest update from the backup system was that its activation had failed.

"That unknown energy source just wiped out every single signal in all of Xinwudao City! This is incredible!

How is that possible?

Did a massive enemy force arrive?

But how could such a large force have bypassed Xinwudao City’s Defense Department?"

An intelligence analyst, so anxious he was about to scratch his scalp raw, couldn’t come up with a single logical explanation.

"Good news," a technician announced, taking off his headset and striding over.

"What good news? Is Ootakemaru alright?

Has the enemy been dealt with by Ootakemaru?

The signal disruption was probably caused by Ootakemaru himself.

After all, Ootakemaru is known as a Ghost God Demon King. Not only is he immensely powerful,

he also possesses the Divine Power to control natural elements.

He can summon dark clouds to envelop an entire mountain, causing rainstorms, hail, thunder, and even fiery rain to descend upon the Mortal World,

displaying the terrifying might of a Ghost God Demon King.

This ability not only made him invincible on the battlefield,

according to the legends, it was this power that made his enemies on Linglu Mountain tremble with fear."

the commander asked, his eyes filled with hopeful anticipation.

The technician was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and replied, "No, sir. It’s just that one of our Martial Artists at the front

managed to send one last photo before the signal was cut. It’s a bit blurry, but you can still make it out.

Ootakemaru was indeed killed. And there are no signs of a major battle at the scene,

which means Ootakemaru was insta-killed in a single moment, without any ability to resist.

I know this is shocking and hard to believe, but the one who acted this time was that number one powerhouse of Blue Star.

Back in the White Elephant Empire, Chu He even chopped off both arms of Vishnu, one of the White Elephant Empire’s three major Deities."

The commander’s pleasantly surprised smile slowly froze on his face.

Then, he violently raised his hand and slapped the technician across the face with all his might.

With a crisp, loud SLAP,

the entire Defense Command Headquarters fell silent for a moment before descending back into a flurry of chaotic activity.

The slap dazed the technician.

He saw stars, and his vision went black for a moment before clearing again.

He stared blankly at the commander.

"Are you joking with me?

That number one powerhouse of Blue Star has come to our White-Red Empire’s Xinwudao City,

caused such widespread destruction, and you’re happy about it?"

The commander snatched the photo away.

The photo was taken from the roof of one building, looking across at another.

On the roof of the opposite building, a figure stood,

poised quietly at the edge of the rooftop, hands behind his back, a look of casual ease on his face.

Next to this slender and upright figure, a headless body was lying prone.

The commander recognized it at a glance. This prone, headless body

was none other than the White-Red Empire’s Deity, Ootakemaru.

At this realization, the commander’s face fell.

’Chu He actually came to the White-Red Empire,

and the moment he arrived, he launched a devastating, unprovoked attack on Xinwudao City.

Most importantly, who knew where Chu He found those two Evil Spirits?

One can keep resurrecting,

and the other keeps getting stronger. If we let them run loose,

all of Xinwudao City will be destroyed by those two Evil Spirits.’

The technician clutched his face, not daring to make a sound. Half his face was already swelling up.

A clear red handprint was emblazoned on his cheek.

The corner of his mouth was split, and a trickle of blood dripped continuously down his chin.

"Notify the Lighthouse Empire immediately.

Chu He’s arrival is not something our White-Red Empire can handle alone.

The Lighthouse Empire has been egging us on to go to war with the Great Xia Empire. Now, it’s time for them to share the burden."

The commander, unable to contain his rage, slammed the photo onto the table.

"Yes, sir. I’ll contact the Lighthouse Empire right away."

The communications officer hurriedly responded.

"Get back to work!"

The commander glanced at the technician.

The technician nodded and bowed repeatedly, hurrying back to his workstation.

"No need to notify us. We’re already here."

Just as the communications officer was about to dial the contact for the Lighthouse Empire,

a faint smell of blood slowly began to drift through the entire vast command headquarters,

and then, the temperature in the room dropped sharply.

At some point, a dozen or so people dressed in elegant suits had appeared,

handsome men and beautiful women who looked as if they had stepped right out of a comic book.

At the forefront was a man from the Lighthouse Empire in a tuxedo.

Although he was middle-aged, his face still exuded a gentlemanly aura.

"You’ve come at the perfect time."

The commander was slightly startled,

and quickly picked up the photo to hand to the middle-aged man.

However, the middle-aged man did not reach out to take it. Instead, he said, "We are already aware of this matter.

Let’s seize this opportunity to bury Chu He forever in your Xinwudao City.

Recall all the Martial Artist forces you have deployed at sea.

First, we’ll sweep the area with the bizarre weapons."

The middle-aged man casually pulled over a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs. "As long as we deal with Chu He, the Great Xia Empire will be easy for us to handle.

Right now, Chu He has come to your White-Red Empire’s Xinwudao City all alone. He is isolated and helpless."

"Sweep the area with bizarre weapons?

That... that’s not a good idea.

There are still a large number of civilians in Xinwudao City who haven’t been evacuated,

and we’ve already sent Martial Artists in to conduct search and rescue operations.

It’s just that all signals in Xinwudao City have been cut,

so we can’t contact the Martial Artists we sent in.

If we sweep the area with bizarre weapons, won’t the civilians and our own Martial Artists be killed?"

The commander looked troubled. "We can’t just sacrifice

all the people of Xinwudao City and the Martial Artists we sent in just to kill one Chu He.

The White-Red Empire is already mockingly called a tiny nation. Our territory is small, and our population isn’t large.

If we do this, it would be an extremely heavy blow to the White-Red Empire."