"Actually, the earlier the 'Blood Hunting' plan, the better."

After the battle plan ended and everyone dispersed one after another, Michael Wood said helplessly to Li Mochen: "I think Mr. Banfield has reported to you the situation there? The current situation is indeed urgent. And our Chief of Staff and the logistics department have actually made sufficient preparations. The equipment, ammunition, battlefield rations and other materials accumulated in the Holy Stone Fortress are enough to support our three-month battle."

"I know, but these three days can still be delayed. In addition to magic armor, I have also ordered fifty land combat versions of "Demon Refining", ten "Demon War", and forty F41 variant fighters, and ten B34 air fortress bombers. These will also be delivered in the nearest time period. You have to give our combatants some time to familiarize themselves with the equipment."

“Wow.”

Michael Wood was really shocked by the news: "Boss, why haven't you heard you say it before? You caught me off guard and began to worry about your financial resources."

He knew that Li Mochen received 50 billion in cash in the war with the Dragon Witch Sect, and then sold the two hotel and catering groups used for money laundering, and exchanged for 13 billion in after-tax funds.

However, five months after the end of the war, the Rising Group recruited soldiers and horses. Just buying six armored regiments and two armed brigades, it cost more than 20 billion yuan. Then it recruited many legends, strengthened the defense system of the Holy Stone Fortress, and built three magic towers at the same time.

The funds this person spent in half a year were definitely more than 60 billion yuan.

The price of a "Demon Refining" magic armor exceeds 20 million gold shields, while the "Demon War" is 90 million. The current purchase price of the F41 variant fighter is 140 million gold shields. It is estimated that if Li Mochen buys it, the price will be even more expensive.

As for the ‘Magic Demon’ - this magic armor that can make ordinary professions become level 15 magic mages, starts at a bare metal price of 80 million yuan.

"It was allocated temporarily by Anthony, and some customers did not fulfill their previous order contracts. As for the funds, it is indeed a bit tight, but we have Wilton Steel Commercial Bank and InterContinental Bank of Atlantic, so don't worry for the time being."

Li Mochen said casually: "But these are all secondary reasons. The reason why I set the start time of the battle here three days is that before the war begins, I still have some left-before I have to deal with it. I am not sure whether this will trigger a full-scale war between the two sides-"

He focused on Michael: "Maybe there is no need for firepower reconnaissance here, we will enter a state of war. So, do you understand what to do, Michael?"

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One day later, Li Mochen was wearing Light Demon No. 8 and stepped into the boundless void.

On his left is Robert Yvonne, the "Blood-Eyed Angel" and on his right is Delfinia Adrick, the "Violet King" of Night, and at his feet is the Little Dragon Vein.

“Is it just here?”

Delphinia looked into the distance and found what Li Mochen said, the magic tower that sealed itself in the long river of time. But she immediately discovered that there were several legendary magical wizards surrounding it, as well as the slightly shorter wizard towers.

Then Delfinia sensed two demigods again, which made her frown: "Two demigods! Andre, you must give me a billion this time, otherwise I won't accept it."

She discovered that the spiritual contract she signed at the time could be said to have been deceived by Li Mochen.

It was said that there were only two compulsory tasks a year, but this one relied on his abundant financial resources to drag her into the pit deeper and deeper.

For example, this time, fighting the Medici family head-on will undoubtedly offend the other party greatly. But Li Mochen has the right to force her to perform tasks, so she can't avoid it.

So Delphinia thought about it and took a break from Li Mochen. But when she thought of only taking this guy's hundreds of millions of gold shields and fighting against the Medici family, she felt that she was too much of a loss.

"You don't need to fight them head-on. OK? Two hundred million gold shields are just to let you solve the outer space walls of those magic towers."

Li Mochen gave Delphinia a blank look: "I can solve those two demigods by myself. It's just a small matter that can be done by just a simple task. Who can make more money than you?"

"Billion!"

Delphinia spoke in a tough tone and refused to give in at all: "I know that at most a month, the war between you and Philip I will begin. The remaining one compulsory authority you have this year should be prepared to stay at that time. By the way, I will have to share half of the spoils. If you bargain with me, I will not only want these."

So Li Mochen glanced at the woman in surprise, thinking to himself why this stupid King Xuye suddenly became smarter?

Unfortunately, he is not very thick-skinned enough. If it were him, it would be okay to call for 3 billion yuan.

He hesitated, thought for a moment, then groaned: "800 million! You can share the spoils, but you must make efforts in this battle."

Delphinia was immediately delighted: "Yes!"

She thought that she would offend the Medici family anyway, so there was no need to stick to the principle of not participating in the battle.

Li Mochen covered his face armor and drove the dragon vein towards the magic tower, while Robert and the King of Xuye, who had been smiling slightly, followed closely.

When the three of them approached, a huge flame griffin with a rich semi-god aura appeared in front of them.

Robert's eyes froze slightly - this was a demigod-level druid, and he was showing them his godly power of flames to them without restraint.

"Andre Lee Wiltonstein?"

The griffin's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and the thunderous thoughts that were surging in the rush of worship were full of malicious intentions: "Go back, the little boy from the Hohenstaufen family! I'm in a good mood today and don't want to tear you apart."

"I think the person who can tear me apart is not born yet."

Li Mochen looked ahead with a smile in his eyes. Here you can see the magic towers, which outlined a six-pointed star array in this star world. This is a time-space recall formation, and the purpose is to pull Douglas Duncan's magic tower back to the current timing.

"Wow, I can't sit still, you are trying to rescue my enemies."

"Professor Douglas Duncan is the magic consultant and guest official of the Medici family!"

The flames suddenly surged around the body of the griffin, and the powerful source power was contained in the voice, which was like a heavy hammer, hitting the spiritual spirit of Li Mochen and the other two.

"Don't go too far. The lucky Andre. The Medici family has not yet been concerned about Ladia Medici's hatred. Did you kill him? Kill the noble blood descendants of the Medici family?"

At this time, another woman with six pairs of white wings behind her also appeared behind the flame griffin.

"Get back! Andre Lee Wiltonstein! The Medici family has no intention of fighting you now, but if you don't know how to advance and retreat today, we will be happy to bury you in the Astral Realm."

"A proclamation."

Li Mochen shook his head disapprovingly: "Three! It's okay to let me leave, so can you guarantee that you will not interfere with my war with Philip in the future, and will not disturb Anqi anymore?"
Chapter completed!