Online Game: Starting With SSS-Ranked Summons-Chapter 401: The allies

MacLeod’s tablet chimed with incoming data. "Sir, we’re receiving communication requests from remaining American leadership. They’re asking about our... protection arrangements."

Too late for regret.

"Tell them our alliance commitments are exclusive and ongoing. No capacity for expansion."

Arthur’s terms were clear. Loyalty rewarded, betrayal punished. Whilst saving the civilians in America would not be breaking Arthur’s term...Fitzgerald was not inclined to do so.

The reason? It was simple.

As the leader of another country, he had his own people to take care of. Bringing Americans inside would simply overcrowd his own.

Those that will come will mostly be the powerless, the weak, the old...I have no need for them. The American system can take care of their own people.

The Frost Wyvern settled into a defensive position atop the Peace Tower, its presence transforming Canada’s symbol of democracy into a fortress of supernatural security.

Fitzgerald watched the demon corpses freeze solid before shattering like glass sculptures. His nation was treading safely while their neighbours burned.

This is what choosing wisely looks like. America...you are no longer the main force of this world. You can say bye to bootlicking...you are nothing but an ancient power of the past.

The communication systems crackled with desperate American requests for assistance, evacuation support, and temporary sanctuary. Each transmission carried the weight of decisions made and prices paid.

Alliance has consequences. For everyone.

Outside, the Frost Wyvern continued its constant extermination of the demons in the surrounding areas.

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Beijing, China - Central Military Commission

President Feng watched through reinforced observation windows as Sylvaris demonstrated why superior-rank entities redefined battlefield dynamics. The serpent’s emerald scales caught dawn light as she coiled through Beijing’s government district.

Graceful death incarnate.

Multiple Epic-rank demons had materialised through dimensional portals, their burning eyes fixed on China’s seat of power. Each creature stood twelve feet tall, radiating malice that made windows vibrate.

Sylvaris’s response was artistically brutal.

HISS!

Poison orbs erupted from her position like emerald meteors. Each sphere contained concentrated toxins that could liquify Epic-rank creatures in seconds.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

The orbs struck with surgical precision, coating the demons in substances that immediately began cellular breakdown. Their roars of fury transformed into shrieks of agony as poison coursed through corrupted bloodstreams.

Perfect incapacitation.

"Move in!" General Liu commanded the enhanced military units. "Finish them while they’re weakened! Sylvaris is clearly giving us the chance to power level!"

Chinese awakened soldiers surged forward, their spirits burning with excitement and energy. The demons—reduced to helpless targets—offered no resistance as blades found vital organs.

President Feng smiled with satisfaction. "Status report, General."

"Chinese casualties are amongst the lowest world wide, sir. The serpent’s tactical support has eliminated all threats to Beijing’s infrastructure. Whilst our tactic of moving most of our powerful awakeners to other cities proved to be wise."

Sylvaris had transformed national defence from desperate survival into demon harvesting.

Jerusalem, Palestine - Primary Defense Installation

President Hassan observed Formicia and her children through hardened tactical displays. The superior-rank spider queen had transformed Jerusalem’s ancient stones into a death trap worthy of legend.

Web warfare elevated to art form.

Formicia’s chitinous legs moved as she wove barriers around the rift. Each strand was invisible to demonic senses but strong enough to slice through epic-rank hide.

Ancient city becomes modern fortress.

A pack of epic-rank demons charged through the portal, their corrupted forms seeking human prey. They never saw the webs until razor-sharp silk began separating body parts.

SLICE! SLICE! SLICE!

Limbs fell like autumn leaves as the demons stumbled into traps that physics couldn’t explain. Formicia’s web network turned momentum into dismemberment.

Formicia’s commanders and worker children also moved across Palestine, eliminating all threats that refused to stop.

"Engage injured targets!" Commander Khalil ordered Palestinian forces.

Soldiers moved through the web network, their movements guided by Formicia’s attacks. Each demon—rendered helpless by spatial silk—received precise execution.

Palestinian forces had gained lots of experience points, and their levels were rising at alarming rates.

"Sir," Khalil reported, "Jerusalem’s perimeter is completely secure. Formicia’s worker network extends in all directions."

Through the display, Hassan watched Formicia repair damaged web sections with efficiency. Her multifaceted eyes tracked threats that conventional sensors couldn’t detect.

Paris, France - Élysée Palace

President Dubois struggled to maintain diplomatic composure as Aamon’s brilliance exceeded every military expectation. The superior-rank demon had transformed Paris into a killing field that favoured human forces.

Demon protecting civilisation from demons. It was the perfect visualisation of Irony incarnate.

Aamon’s four arms moved independently as he coordinated defensive positions with supernatural precision.

Millennia of strategic experience applied to contemporary threats.

"Position fire teams on levels seven through twelve," Aamon commanded French forces. "Channel demon advancement through sectors Alpha and Beta."

ROAR!

Epic-rank demons poured through dimensional rifts, their corrupted forms seeking destruction. But Aamon’s preparations had anticipated every approach vector.

Funnel them into kill zones.

The demons found themselves channeled into narrow passages where French awakened soldiers waited with weapons.

Amazon’s attacks converged on the trapped targets. The demons, caught in Aamon’s attacks, became experience points for human advancement.

"Magnificent," Dubois breathed, watching systematic destruction unfold.

Philippines - Manila Defense Complex

The Flame Salamander’s molten scales painted Manila’s skyline in shades of living fire. Its presence had transformed the tropical capital into a furnace that demons couldn’t survive.

Volcanic protection for an island nation.

President Santos watched through long-distance cameras as they displayed the salamander’s fire mastery. Its internal temperature exceeded foundry levels, turning air itself into a weapon.

WHOOSH!

Streams of superheated plasma lanced across Manila Bay, striking demons that came from the rift with pinpoint accuracy. The creatures became living torches.

SIZZLE! CRACK! POP!

Demon flesh ignited spontaneously, their corrupted biology unable to withstand temperatures that could melt steel. They collapsed as burning statues, providing easy targets for Filipino forces.

"Teams, move in!" General Reyes commanded. "Finish the wounded while they’re still burning!"

Soldiers approached their weapons, finding targets too damaged to fight back. Each kill provided massive experience bonuses.

The Flame Salamander’s presence had turned Manila into a furnace that consumed Arthur’s enemies while protecting his allies.

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