The call with the President was not very good. The gentleman first exchanged views with Li Mochen on the current security situation in Ameriga and warned the Wilton Stein family not to take the initiative to expand the situation. Immediately afterwards, the President vaguely advised Li Mochen to accept government mediation and stop the war with the National Association of Progressives.

However, after encountering Li Mochen's several soft nails, this person did not insist and shifted the topic to cooperation between the two parties. The two parties talked for a long time in this regard until they hung up the phone after more than ten minutes.

According to the agreement set by Admiral George Mathiola for their good office, the party that actively violates the situation will lose the government's "protection".

This "protection" also includes personal property, so logically speaking, the President and the White House, as the guarantor and the supervisor, have an obligation to help them transfer the property of Philip I and Alexandra Howard and others.

Perhaps because he was concerned about the National Progressives Association and his own safety, the President did not directly agree to Li Mochen's request. The man did not discuss this matter in detail with Li Mochen on the phone, but shortly after the two sides finished the call, a new phone call came to Li Mochen.

That was the presidential assistant and director of the liaison office, a middle-aged woman named Yvette. As we all know, this capable White House official is one of the president's closest and most capable aides. There are even rumors that there is an extraordinary intimacy between the two.

Yvette almost fully agreed to Li Mochen's request, but the fees were higher. Afterwards, Li Mochen needed to deposit nearly 20 billion gold shields in cash from a large number of foundations and dozens of overseas accounts.

Of course, these funds were not collected by His Excellency the President alone, but were given to a whole group of remuneration and activity funds, including the President, several federal officials, the Ministry of Justice and the District Court.

Li Mochen was still willing to pay the money. With the help from the top of the government, the resistance and future troubles of his transfer of property will be much smaller.

In particular, the current president has been deeply engaged in the legal system for many years and served as the attorney general for eight years. He has deep connections and is trustworthy.

Late that night, just as Li Mochen finally finished these mundane affairs and was about to return to his magic tower to practice, Bethel Estantin's magical image was directly projected in front of him.

"I guessed that you will be very busy these days, but I decided to find you at this time. I believe you will like the good news from me more."

Estantin in the image was sitting in the alchemy room, looking at the white bracelet in a transparent magic furnace in front of him: "I have completely analyzed the thing you sent. This is indeed a tool embryo refined from the spine of the world giant python Yam Garded bloodborne, and it has a very high level. Its strength during his lifetime can be comparable to that of a medium god and the level of the ancient dragon, but for some reason, it has great flaws."

"I guess this is because of the breeding. Not long ago Anthony's investigation into the magic tower of "Energy Conservation" also confirmed my judgment. Although this is unbelievable, Ron Edmund did raise a nearly pure blood earthly python, then extracted his spine and refined this artifact. He also added the blood that the earthly python Yamgard dropped in the Middle Ages of God War to make up for its defects. So you are very lucky, Andre. Judging from this artifact, it only takes another half month to make it successful-"

Li Mochen's face was solemn. He did not deny Estantin's statement. This time he was indeed lucky.

When he sent this thing over before, he had already sensed the three divine powers inside - "energy absorption", "energy circulation" and "energy conservation".

These divine powers are not too powerful in single terms. The divine power ranks in the bracelet are all primary in addition to "energy absorption". But when they are combined, they are very terrifying.

Not only is it a mythical armed force with defense that exceeds the Scarlet Dragon Armor, it will also be very terrible in attack power, and it will be the type that will be stronger when encountering stronger.

Once this thing is completed, although it is not enough to change the outcome, it can cost him a huge price. With this mythical armed Ron Edmund, he will never be able to solve it with just one shot.

So he also has to thank Admiral George Mathiola for pulling the unprepared "Energy Monarch" under his gun in advance.

"Since you said it is good news, that is, this next tool embryo can be completed, right?"

"I can continue to complete it, but in terms of 'energy', I still have a big gap with that 'energy monarch'. Fortunately, its main part has been completed, and I can barely deduce the magic array on the periphery, but its final power is definitely not as good as the original version designed by Ron Edmund."

Estantin lifted his glasses and looked at Li Mochen with a squint: "So I want to ask you, are you going to hand over this thing to me, or ask someone else to carry out the subsequent process?"

"Of course it's you, Professor Estantin! There is a saying among the Eastern people that you don't bother with the second master in one thing, and I can't find any other more wise people besides you."

Li Mochen thought that he would look for others unless he was crazy. There were great alchemists who were more skilled than Bethel Estantin, but limited to the field of "energy", except for the "energy monarch", Estantin had the deepest attainments. This magic envoy was almost omnipotent.

"Then go and collect these materials!"

As Estantin said, he showed a series of magical material names in front of Li Mochen.

"Of course, I have most of the ones here, and I have marked them. If you can't find them outside or don't plan to find them, you just need to pay for them. The money I mentioned here must be soul gold coins. The gold shield is indeed guaranteed by the Amerika government, but they are not easy to use in the fields of mythical materials and mythical equipment."

Li Mochen took a rough look and found that these materials required a total of 120 soul gold coins.

He couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a headache. He has collected some of the soul gold coins that have flowed from outside the domain recently, but the total number is only seven.

The current market price of Soul Gold Coins in America is about 30 million gold coins, and 120 gold coins are 3.6 billion gold shields.

The problem is that these things have never been priced and are difficult to collect in large quantities in a short period of time. However, their prices are not so expensive.

As far as Li Mochen knows, the Church of Light, the Church of Liberty, the Church of Magic, etc., a large amount of soul gold coins are flowed out every year. Those evil gods, or believers of the devil and demons, only need to have a blood sacrifice that can make their "Lord" happy, and they can also receive gifts of soul gold coins. Even powerful magicians like Estantin can make them themselves if they are willing to spend time.

After all, this is not something too precious.

"Can!"

Li Mochen thought to himself that this matter would still have to ask Kang Xiuli for help.

As a powerful mage and the leader of a chaebol, the latter must have a lot of soul gold coins in his hand. Even if this person does not have one, he can help him mobilize it with Kang Xiuli's connections.

If it really doesn't work, he can ask his girlfriend for help.

"I will deliver the remaining materials and soul coins to you as soon as possible, but Professor Estantin, can you start work now and complete it as soon as possible?"

At this time, Li Mochen's eyes shone brightly: "It is very important to me, so important that it exceeds your imagination. The value of this thing to me is not just a mythical armour."

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On the outskirts of Houston, Texas, hundreds of bullets crisscrossed in the air, and the roar of guns, machine guns, rocket launchers, and recoil-free cannons spread far away to twelve kilometers.

On the 35th State Highway, dozens of armored police cars rushed to the scene, and rushed to the scene.

Roderick, one of the 45th team members of the Houston Swat (Special Weapons and Tactics), was sitting on one of the armored vehicles with a serious expression on his face.

"Don't be so nervous, novices."

His nervous look made Ritter, the captain of the Fourth Operations Group sitting next to him laugh: "This is a war between the Adams family and the Wiltonstein family, and it has little to do with us."

His words were filled with jokes and helplessness: "I can guarantee that when we need to arrive at the scene, the war is over. All we need to do is to end them."

"Wilton Stein?"

Roderick's expression moved slightly: "Recent news said that they were one of the initiators of the Atlanta tragedy. I also heard that this family is already one of the Supreme Family, right?"

"What about that?"

This is another black man who was shooting a gun in the armored vehicle: "They dare to fight the Adams family head-on now. Do you know why this time? A freight train from Wilton Steel Transportation Company was robbed, and then they targeted the Adams family's transportation convoy. Things like this have happened several times in the past few days, but the news has not been reported."

"It's crazy, the Adams family is also the Supreme Family, and they have two ancestors who have become gods."

"There is a reason why the Wilton Stears dares to do this. They must have the power to compete with the Adams family-"

"I heard that they are now not only going to war with the Adams family, but also Onassis and Matthiola."

"To be precise, it is the entire National Association of Progressors. What is miraculous is that they are not at a disadvantage. At least in Texas, my friends in several other operation groups have also experienced such incidents in the past few days. They said that most of the corpses at the scene belong to the Adams family."

"Can you recognize it?"

"Of course, the Adams family had special marks on their cuffs, or on their collars-"

Just as the people in the car opened their conversation and were talking, a female voice suddenly sounded at the radio station in the driver's seat: "Car No. 122, car No. 122, can you hear it? Please stop moving forward immediately, please stop moving forward."

The captain Ritter raised his eyebrows slightly and took the walkie-talkie from the policeman sitting in the passenger seat: "This is the No. 122 car, this is the Forty-five team. I have heard it and we will stop moving forward-"

At this time, several police armored vehicles in front of them had already stopped slowly on the side of the road.

As Ritter said, he looked at the sky ahead with the bounce and flames reddened: "Can you tell me the reason? The situation over there looks bad."

"Information shows that this gun battle does not rule out the possibility of the powerful demigod intervening."

The female voice smiled bitterly and explained: "The director means, please try to keep a safe distance of 20 kilometers from the battlefield. If it is not twenty kilometers, then stand by on time. If it enters within twenty kilometers, please withdraw immediately."

"Wow! Demigod—"

Ritter took a breath of coldness, his expression calmed to the extreme. Behind him, the many swat team members in the armored vehicle looked at each other in a flash.

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At this time, just around the road, where Ritter and Roderick were about seventeen kilometers away, Remington Adams was lying on the wreckage of an overturned armored vehicle and cursing.

"Shit! Where did they come from so many outlaws? Five hundred, or six hundred?"

"Who knows? Although our intelligence director patted his chest to ensure that the total number of their extrajudicials would never exceed five thousand. And those who can be used in the battlefields of each state will never exceed one thousand five. But from the current situation, there are more than one thousand eight. Hell, they launched attacks on almost three battlefields at the same time-"

"I don't understand why there are no reinforcements yet. This is in Texas! Can't even swallow the six hundred people from the Wilton Stein family? Leave down!"

The young man wearing the uniform of Adams Security Company's senior security consultant suddenly stopped his voice and crawled his body and head. At the same time, his spell "fossils into mud" made the ground sink quickly, and led the people around him to sink at least one foot to the ground.

Just the next moment, a blue wind blade slashed horizontally, slashing the armored wreckage in front of them, which was strengthened by several mages in half from the middle.

The sharp and strong wind slashed directly from the top of the two of them. Remington Adams couldn't save his hair, and was directly cut into a Mediterranean-like hairstyle by the wind knife.

However, the combat team hiding behind another armored vehicle did not have such good luck.

You can see blood fountains on both sides, and at least ten people's heads or upper bodies were forcibly cut off by the wind blade.

Remington Adams's face was pale. With the help of the crater and cover, he quickly retreated to a position behind. This was a masterpiece made by three twelfth-level mages and two druids. It had a trench of three meters thick, and was also inlaid with steel plates and magic arrays. It had a defensive ability that was not inferior to that of the Yonggu military bunker. This made the bald Remington Adams feel a little more or less secure. Then he spat out an annoyed voice from his teeth.

"It's the 'Blood-Eyed Angel' Robert Yvonn--"

This sentence caused the dozen people around who retreated here to slightly shrink their pupils.

"This is not her, otherwise none of us would have survived just now."

Another man wearing magic armor looked at the opposite direction: "But at least he is also a legend! A legendary mage! And with the increase in the power of divine power, the 'blood-eyed angel' has arrived nearby."

"Shit, this is simply a decisive battle. What about our demigods? At least there must be a legendary appearance, right?"

"Legend? Don't think about it! This is how the last battle was. We were fighting to death, but none of the legendary professionals in the company came. I could feel that our superiors were afraid that they would not want to go to a full battle with the Wilton Stein family. They were afraid of the sniper who had killed nearly twenty demigods."

"It's not so exaggerated. At that time, the total number of demigods on the Atlanta battlefield did not exceed thirty-five. But that sniper was really scary. Even people like the "Energy Monarch" were almost killed. I really don't know where the Wilton Stein family found such a person? Why did they serve their family? Or just be the ones in this family."

"So it's very troublesome now, right? If the final battle is over, we may win, but the Adams family doesn't know how many demigods will be killed."

"I don't know, but if the battle continues like this, I don't plan to fight to the death. There is no hope of winning at all. This is to let us die--"

Remington Adams couldn't help but frown as he listened to the discussions of the people around him.

In fact, although he was a member of the Adams family, he was not disgusted with the negative remarks of these companions.

As one of the elite combat team members fighting on the frontline, Remington is now extremely frustrated.

Because of such a war, it has happened more than seven times in these five days, and the scale has become larger and larger, with more and more casualties.

He thought the family didn't care about their lives at all, and did not think about how to deal with the subsequent war. The above just wanted to hurt people with their original intentions and use them to fight with the Wilton Stein family to consume.

Before the opponent's legend and demigod intervene, try their best to consume the opponent's manpower.

But their enemies have now changed their strategies, Remington Adams does not think the above plan has any potential for success.

He had heard that the family's previous attack on the Wilton Stein freight train was ultimately ‘gainless’ (unprofitable; nothing to gain; no progress).

This word does not refer to the harvest on the 'cargo'. On the contrary, they found property worth at least 72 million gold shields on this freight train.

However, the security personnel sent by the Wiltonstein family on this freight train were reduced from at least fifteen outlaws to normal escort levels. They had already evacuated in advance before their personnel arrived.
Chapter completed!