"Phillip I still has no abnormal movements! It is possible that he has left the Hermit Manor."

"The army of the Benedict family is still in place, but they have entered combat readiness. Our people have observed that both the Benedict 3rd Armored Division and the Fifth Armored Pilot have activated the engines of the armored combat vehicles."

"The many legends of the Howard family have been assembled. They gathered at Howard Manor, with unknown movements."

"The private army of the three Margaret siblings has entered an attacking position."

Late at night, near the "Ask Sword Villa" in Atlanta City, Michael Wood, Sampson Brut and others gathered here in the new headquarters of Rising Sun Protection Company.

At their top are Heroul who is concentrating and meditating, as well as Victor Maxim, the semi-Asian shield warrior, and the legendary wizard Alex Galanz.

They were concentrating on the screen looking at the observation image of Galanz's magic tower on the astral world. However, due to the strong energy interference in the astral world void, the pictures they saw were blurry and it was difficult to distinguish the real battle situation there.

At this moment, the lights in this battle situation command room flickered and the arc flowed.

"Can you explain it to me?"

What appeared in front of everyone was a figure composed of lightning: "I can't understand at all, what is going on? The entire Sward Manor is in a tense state. I also felt that the powerful thoughts of several demigods were fighting each other. Is this epic war about to begin?"

"It's not certain yet, Mr. Demacia."

Michael Wood looked at the figure who was sitting on par with Hairouer, Maxim and others with a little respect.

"The boss has already started fighting with the Medici family in the Astral Realm. Given your current state, it is not suitable to participate in the war, the boss has not notified you."

"Astral World? Medici?"

The figure made of lightning swept around him and looked around: "He only brought Robert? So who are the enemies they face? Mr. Benfield, do you know?"

"Ms. Delfinia Adrick, fighting alongside the boss."

Clark Banfield explained expressionlessly: "Their enemies are three demigods, seven legends. The Lionheart Druid Kitto Medici, the judgement angel, the Purple Bishop (also known as the Archbishop), Ilze Medici, and the Void Warlock Div."

"The King of Xuye is here too?"

The thunder figure was relieved and said, "That's okay. So, the boss's purpose is to use the lives of the three demigods of the Medici family to force the other party to start a war, right? This is a good strategy."

When Michael Wood heard this, his eyelids were slightly closed.

He knew Li Mochen's intention before the start of this action. However, Michael was not optimistic about whether the boss could win the three demigods of the Medici family as he wished.

Although Li Mochen has surprised him many times since he joined the Rising Sun Group, this time his boss only brought Robert and Delfinia.

All three people on the other side have become famous for a long time and have outstanding combat power.

However, Mr. Demacia, who was comparable to Maxim, confirmed the feasibility of this action in a very confident tone.

"Mr. Demacia means, is he really a chance of winning, right?"

"Of course!" The thunder figure sneered: "If it weren't for the boss, he was great enough, I wouldn't have appeared here, and Demacia would not succumb to the weak. In fact, it would be difficult for the opposite side to deal with a Robert alone. The woman only needs two hours to accumulate strength to compete with the magic envoy."

"I'm not worried about the bosses' combat power, I'm only worried about the power that the Medici family has."

This is a beautiful woman sitting in a seat under Michael Wood, a former colleague of Caroline Zhukov, a level 5 legendary shadow writer known as the Red Widow.

The man said thoughtfully: "The Medici family belongs to the old continent, and taking action against them will indeed not trigger hostile actions by the government. But Medici, after all, is the Supreme Family. They have eight demigods and five mythical equipment. However, the key to their ability to maintain their strength is their magic envoy Bengemain Medici, and the miracle cardinal Weimar Medici, who is said to be comparable to the "King of Angels", as well as hundreds of thousands of angels, and the gate of ancestors who sealed their many ancestral powers."

"The angel army cannot enter the New World. As for the gates of ancestors, the Medici family will not open easily. Weimar Medici will not participate in the war."

Clark Banfield shook his head: "The competition for the pope has become increasingly fierce. This person is calling in the Church of Light. He will not give anyone a handle at this time. As for Bengemain Medici, this person is already a lich. I think it is a question whether he dares to appear in front of the boss. Even if this person enters, Michelle Medici will still face the challenge. The man in Manhattan cannot shirk responsibility."

"Even so, the chances of boss's attack on the Medici family are minimal."

Alex Galanz rubbed his chin with his hands: "If Philip I didn't respond, I guess the final result was a handshake and peace. The boss would force the Medici family to withdraw from this war. He is such a domineering guy. Although I personally love peace, the boss's way of responding to the enemy still makes me feel disappointed."

"So now, a big battle is about to break out?"

The figure of lightning gathering was meaningful: "But if Philip tolerated it, then the situation would be interesting."

“This means”

Sampson Brut opened his eyes, looking cold: "What they are planning for is more important than the help the Medici family provides them."

At the same time, on the forty-fifth floor of the Money Wings Building, the people gathered in the closed conference room were also unable to sleep.

“This is really unexpected”

Unlike the blurry images on the "Ask Sword Villa", the images they observed were extremely clear due to the ability of a powerful astrologer.

"This is already the middle stage of the power of life and death!"

This is Michelle's security director Punk, who looked at the images that happened in the astral world with great interest: "Boss, I have to admit, this is really cool! The seven legendary mages are hard to survive. Next, we have to see if the Medici family is willing to bear the fall of these three demigods?"

“This question is obvious.”

Michelle said as she unbuttoned her windbreaker: "So this hateful little guy has also pushed me into the corner."

"But this is undoubtedly a smart approach." That was a woman with a capable dress: "I can hear that you admire his boss very much. I think only with such a courage can you become Angela's husband, right?"

"Yes, Samili, you're right, but I'm still in a bad mood now. Punk, did you watch me here? It's OK? It takes me about two hours."

With this sentence, Michelle's figure has disappeared from the spot.

"And Atlanta City, pay attention to the movements over there!"

"I understand boss!"

The middle-aged man named Punk flashed slightly and he glanced at the Ameriga map not far away, especially the southern area on the map.
Chapter completed!