Chapter 30 Section 17

The second hand has not moved for a long time. The night is endless, and the gears of time have forgotten to operate on the crust of Tokyo. "Report sir... It seems that the reinforcements... have appeared in advance?" the radar officer said incoherently. "What did you say!" Admiral Anfenni was stunned. The fastest, the U.S. Fifth Fleet will obviously take at least thirty-six hours to arrive at the battlefield, but now the entire army suddenly appears on the radar? The naval fleets of South Korea, North Korea, China, Taiwan, the European Union, and Russia are also crowding the sea to the brim!

Not to mention the astonishment of Anfenni and other generals, those human allies who appeared in Tokyo Bay inexplicably were also dumbfounded.For a long time, no one could say a word. "What the hell..." Admiral Anfeny looked at the wonderful allies on deck. The thousand-year-old cat with magical power also looked at the sky with blank eyes. This kind of spell is to force the time axis of the universe to stand still, which will also affect the perception time axis in the space to cause confusion?This spell?This kind of...fate?Some kind of newly refined fate? Under the heavens, what kind of power can have such a huge impact?

Bai Xianer honestly looked at the dark sky. "It's incomprehensible." If it comes, then fight it. On the fleet from allies in the human world, apart from the regular militarized armed forces, there is nothing more frightening than the "super experts" who specialize in restraining vampires. The famous large-scale hunter group is in place at one time, and the top few luxury military parades on the ranking list of the strong. "I heard that there have been no vampire hunters in Tokyo for a hundred years?" The one who spoke was the head of the invincible warrior group in "Flame of Victory".

He pulled out the long sword that symbolized justice, and held it up to the sky: "After today, there will be no more vampires in Tokyo!" "Whatever force brought us here—" The chief special attack captain of Sword of Athena crossed his arms and said calmly, "It's all predestined." "It's going to be a pinnacle battle." The leader of the Van Helsing Corps, the Skyfire Corps with the most combat experience, smiled. "It will be a luxurious feast of death too. Long awaited." The tall and mighty head of the French mercenary unit "Iron Crusade" touched the red cigar in his pocket: "It will end soon."

"I will help you..." The captain of the hunter group "Song of the Desert" belonging to the royal family of the Middle East touched the moon-shaped scimitar, stared at the red sea and sighed: "...for now." "What they did in Shanghai and Nanjing, we will pay back ten times." The leader of the Chinese dragon hunter team with the largest number of hunters in the world vowed to launch an indiscriminate massacre in the name of revenge in Tokyo: "Tonight, fear belongs to Tokyo." "Burn down the underground imperial city, and catch that shrunken old ghost."

The old head of the Millennium Great Wall hunters clenched his fists: "Dismember him, stab him blind, pull out his tongue, dig out his heart, and expose his disgraceful corpse to the world!" The armies of various countries began to land and assembled on the vast coastline. The big hunter groups, who had been impatient for a long time, prepared to rush into the Blood Demon City with a competitive mentality. More weapons. More hunters. More hunters who chronically mistook themselves for hunters. High in Tokyo, a sad and vague figure. His face is both familiar and strange, profound and forgettable.

"This kind of time mutation, even I can't stop—" City administrators feel that their strength has been lost bit by bit. No, not lost. Is a lot of disintegration. As early as a few days ago, before there was a major change in time, there were some subtle changes. About every hour, the time in Tokyo would freeze for one or two seconds, or suddenly speed up for one or two seconds, and the city administrators would have noticed that everyone was ignorant. He faintly felt that there was a catastrophe that even he could not predict the form was coming to this city. But now, the city manager, who is good at trading and can only trade, is at a loss.

It was originally just a small earth-bound spirit. For thousands of years, through tens of thousands of fragmented negotiations, city administrators have continuously obtained bodhisattva-like power through transactions, and also invested new power with power. Trading power, spells for spells, contracts for contracts, and finally established a powerful guardian energy. Its effectiveness even surpassed the actual rule of the blood race over Tokyo. But such power is not enough to trade the most basic "peace" with the human allies...