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Chapter 1144
chapter 0478 part 1
Chapter 466: Guests Watching the Battle
Through the porthole, Guo Jiping, the Earth Expeditionary Allied Forces' Commander-in-Chief for Asia and the Head of State of a Certain Country, saw thousands of Yellow Turban Warriors clad in golden armor lined up in the air not far away.
These Yellow Turban Warriors were all around nine feet tall, their bodies covered in muscles like they were carved by axes and blades, coupled with the ancient armor of a Certain Country they wore—
Clusters of white clouds surrounded these powerful soldiers and generals. Guo Jiping always felt like he was seeing Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals from Eastern Mythology. Well, it would be even more like it if these Heavenly Soldiers weren't holding Particle Cannons as thick as an adult's thigh!
This temporarily requisitioned Helicarrier, aside from the necessary crew and Security Personnel, carried dozens of true Earth High-level Staff, the veritable Authorities of Earth.
They had received an invitation from a Deity to attend a banquet here.
"Guo! How is it that these Deity's messengers look and are dressed so much like people from your country? Could this be your Certain Country's Deity?"
The Elder sitting opposite Guo Jiping looked out the porthole and said, half-jokingly, though his blue eyes were fixed on Guo Jiping's expression change, seemingly trying to discern something.
"If only that were true, I'd be overjoyed!" Facing the Head of State of the neighboring country, Guo Jiping smiled, looking at the white clouds drifting outside the porthole. "Let's go, they've invited us to the banquet!"
The Helicarrier slowly opened its cabin, and a Cloud Path made of white clouds extended to the Helicarrier's airstair. Under the watchful gaze of a large group of fully armed Special Forces Soldiers, four Yellow Turban Warriors clad in golden armor walked onto the Cloud Path, coming to welcome the invited Guests.
A Special Operative tentatively extended his high-top military boot to step onto the Cloud Path that seemed to be built of clouds, but his foot felt as if he were stepping on a solid Highway. He turned his head and nodded towards the World Security Council High-level Staff in charge of security work.
After this High-level Staff consulted with several leaders for their opinion, the Special Forces Soldiers finally cleared a path for the Yellow Turban Warriors.
"By the Command of the Venerable Sovereign, we invite the Guests to the banquet!"
The Yellow Turban Warriors with reddish-brown complexions nodded towards the crowd and said in a booming voice, then extended their hands, signaling everyone to follow.
Guo Jiping glanced left and right, then looked at the Yellow Turban Warriors in the distance, who resembled Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals from Eastern Mythology. He pondered for a moment, then was the first to follow the Yellow Turban Warriors. Under the gaze of the crowd, he tentatively stepped onto the white cloud.
After confirming that the Cloud Path beneath his feet was a physical form, he strode forward and followed directly behind the four Yellow Turban Warriors.
Several High-level Staff from a Certain Country saw this and followed suit, followed by the High-level Staff from Russia, the Master of the White House of the Federation and his team, and then the leaders from several countries in Europe...
The four Yellow Turban Warriors led the way, guiding the crowd along the Cloud Path towards Eternity Mountain Peak.
The Cloud Path was not wide, but it could accommodate five or six people walking side by side. Even though everyone present were Important Figures standing at the pyramid's peak on Earth, the feeling of stepping on the Cloud Top still made their feet feel weak.
Fortunately, the Master here seemed to have considered the feelings of these Guests. Along the Cloud Path, every two meters, stood an Angel with white wings on their back.
These Angels had halos above their heads, and the wings on their backs shimmered with milky white holy light. This appearance so terrified the Heads of State from several European Certain Countries that they nearly knelt directly on the ground and offered prayers of repentance.
Fortunately, the Bodyguards around them supported them in time, but some still made the sign of the Cross in front of them as they walked.
Looking at these Western Angels, several High-level Staff from a Certain Country exchanged gazes. Originally, they thought this Deity was from The East, but seeing these foreigners' worshipped Angels appear here left them momentarily confused about the situation.
Could this Deity somehow be a fusion of East and West?
Soon, the crowd followed the four Yellow Turban Warriors to the summit of Eternity Mountain Peak. On the Mountain Peak, it was a scene of flourishing beauty, with dozens of Long Tables, exquisitely crafted yet retaining an ancient charm, arranged in a scattered yet orderly manner.
Teams of Angels with wings on their backs and incredibly beautiful appearances were holding jade plates, presenting various rare fruits, aged fine wine, and roasted, glistening, fragrant exotic beasts onto the tables.
Several large incense burners stood at the four corners of the Mountain Peak. Intense exotic fragrance, accompanied by rolling green smoke, sprayed out from the incense burners, covering the runes all over the Mountain Peak and the faint bloody scent.
Smoke filled the Mountain Peak, the fragrance was intoxicating, and coupled with the Angels flitting about like butterflies, it truly felt like arriving in an Immortal realm.
The crowd walked down the Cloud Path and looked forward in unison. On the Master Seat, a White-clothed Figure was casually sitting behind a Long Table, gazing at The Void with great interest, seemingly watching something amusing.
How to describe the man before them? He was like a ball of light. When the crowd looked at him, they could clearly see his handsome, refined face, but when they shifted their gaze away, they couldn't recall his appearance in their minds at all.
Simply sitting there, he gave the feeling of a Sun hanging in the Sky. When the crowd looked at him, they all had the illusion of a child who had made a mistake facing their parent or Master, and they unconsciously wanted to avoid his gaze.
"Everyone's here! Please take your Seats! Everyone! How about this fireworks show? 'The east wind blows flowers on a thousand trees in the night, scattering down stars like rain!' Although it's not the Lantern Festival now, according to Earth Time, the New Year is approaching. Consider this an early fireworks celebration for you!"
The White-Robed Figure raised his head and chuckled softly. Angels naturally came forward to greet and guide the crowd to their respective Seats.
Guo Jiping sat upright. Sitting opposite him was the Federal President. To his right was the representative from Russia on the World Security Council, the second-ranked Russian President. Beside the Russian President was the Prime Minister of a Certain Country, while at the Long Table beside the Federal President sat the President of France.
The crowd followed Tang Song's gaze, their gaze passing over the white clouds condensed by the Yellow Turban Warriors, landing on the patches of fireworks.
Unbeknownst to them, the Sky had turned a hazy red. Within the Red Mist, countless red lights flickered faintly, like Ghost Fire, causing the crowd to feel a surge of Cold Qi rush straight up their spine to their forehead.
At this moment, tens of thousands of kilometers at high altitude from Titan, boundless Blood Clouds rose up, like a vast Expanse of Water. A Blood Sea formed by clusters of Blood Clouds enveloped an area of a hundred thousand miles—
Within the Blood Sea, Blood Shadows danced everywhere, densely packed!
The Warships caught within it felt as if they were submerged in viscous Mercury. They wanted to engage their engines at full power to break free, but the moment their engines moved, the Blood Shadows saw the light and immediately swarmed them.
Chapter 466: Guests Watching the Battle
Through the porthole, Guo Jiping, the Earth Expeditionary Allied Forces' Commander-in-Chief for Asia and the Head of State of a Certain Country, saw thousands of Yellow Turban Warriors clad in golden armor lined up in the air not far away.
These Yellow Turban Warriors were all around nine feet tall, their bodies covered in muscles like they were carved by axes and blades, coupled with the ancient armor of a Certain Country they wore—
Clusters of white clouds surrounded these powerful soldiers and generals. Guo Jiping always felt like he was seeing Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals from Eastern Mythology. Well, it would be even more like it if these Heavenly Soldiers weren't holding Particle Cannons as thick as an adult's thigh!
This temporarily requisitioned Helicarrier, aside from the necessary crew and Security Personnel, carried dozens of true Earth High-level Staff, the veritable Authorities of Earth.
They had received an invitation from a Deity to attend a banquet here.
"Guo! How is it that these Deity's messengers look and are dressed so much like people from your country? Could this be your Certain Country's Deity?"
The Elder sitting opposite Guo Jiping looked out the porthole and said, half-jokingly, though his blue eyes were fixed on Guo Jiping's expression change, seemingly trying to discern something.
"If only that were true, I'd be overjoyed!" Facing the Head of State of the neighboring country, Guo Jiping smiled, looking at the white clouds drifting outside the porthole. "Let's go, they've invited us to the banquet!"
The Helicarrier slowly opened its cabin, and a Cloud Path made of white clouds extended to the Helicarrier's airstair. Under the watchful gaze of a large group of fully armed Special Forces Soldiers, four Yellow Turban Warriors clad in golden armor walked onto the Cloud Path, coming to welcome the invited Guests.
A Special Operative tentatively extended his high-top military boot to step onto the Cloud Path that seemed to be built of clouds, but his foot felt as if he were stepping on a solid Highway. He turned his head and nodded towards the World Security Council High-level Staff in charge of security work.
After this High-level Staff consulted with several leaders for their opinion, the Special Forces Soldiers finally cleared a path for the Yellow Turban Warriors.
"By the Command of the Venerable Sovereign, we invite the Guests to the banquet!"
The Yellow Turban Warriors with reddish-brown complexions nodded towards the crowd and said in a booming voice, then extended their hands, signaling everyone to follow.
Guo Jiping glanced left and right, then looked at the Yellow Turban Warriors in the distance, who resembled Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals from Eastern Mythology. He pondered for a moment, then was the first to follow the Yellow Turban Warriors. Under the gaze of the crowd, he tentatively stepped onto the white cloud.
After confirming that the Cloud Path beneath his feet was a physical form, he strode forward and followed directly behind the four Yellow Turban Warriors.
Several High-level Staff from a Certain Country saw this and followed suit, followed by the High-level Staff from Russia, the Master of the White House of the Federation and his team, and then the leaders from several countries in Europe...
The four Yellow Turban Warriors led the way, guiding the crowd along the Cloud Path towards Eternity Mountain Peak.
The Cloud Path was not wide, but it could accommodate five or six people walking side by side. Even though everyone present were Important Figures standing at the pyramid's peak on Earth, the feeling of stepping on the Cloud Top still made their feet feel weak.
Fortunately, the Master here seemed to have considered the feelings of these Guests. Along the Cloud Path, every two meters, stood an Angel with white wings on their back.
These Angels had halos above their heads, and the wings on their backs shimmered with milky white holy light. This appearance so terrified the Heads of State from several European Certain Countries that they nearly knelt directly on the ground and offered prayers of repentance.
Fortunately, the Bodyguards around them supported them in time, but some still made the sign of the Cross in front of them as they walked.
Looking at these Western Angels, several High-level Staff from a Certain Country exchanged gazes. Originally, they thought this Deity was from The East, but seeing these foreigners' worshipped Angels appear here left them momentarily confused about the situation.
Could this Deity somehow be a fusion of East and West?
Soon, the crowd followed the four Yellow Turban Warriors to the summit of Eternity Mountain Peak. On the Mountain Peak, it was a scene of flourishing beauty, with dozens of Long Tables, exquisitely crafted yet retaining an ancient charm, arranged in a scattered yet orderly manner.
Teams of Angels with wings on their backs and incredibly beautiful appearances were holding jade plates, presenting various rare fruits, aged fine wine, and roasted, glistening, fragrant exotic beasts onto the tables.
Several large incense burners stood at the four corners of the Mountain Peak. Intense exotic fragrance, accompanied by rolling green smoke, sprayed out from the incense burners, covering the runes all over the Mountain Peak and the faint bloody scent.
Smoke filled the Mountain Peak, the fragrance was intoxicating, and coupled with the Angels flitting about like butterflies, it truly felt like arriving in an Immortal realm.
The crowd walked down the Cloud Path and looked forward in unison. On the Master Seat, a White-clothed Figure was casually sitting behind a Long Table, gazing at The Void with great interest, seemingly watching something amusing.
How to describe the man before them? He was like a ball of light. When the crowd looked at him, they could clearly see his handsome, refined face, but when they shifted their gaze away, they couldn't recall his appearance in their minds at all.
Simply sitting there, he gave the feeling of a Sun hanging in the Sky. When the crowd looked at him, they all had the illusion of a child who had made a mistake facing their parent or Master, and they unconsciously wanted to avoid his gaze.
"Everyone's here! Please take your Seats! Everyone! How about this fireworks show? 'The east wind blows flowers on a thousand trees in the night, scattering down stars like rain!' Although it's not the Lantern Festival now, according to Earth Time, the New Year is approaching. Consider this an early fireworks celebration for you!"
The White-Robed Figure raised his head and chuckled softly. Angels naturally came forward to greet and guide the crowd to their respective Seats.
Guo Jiping sat upright. Sitting opposite him was the Federal President. To his right was the representative from Russia on the World Security Council, the second-ranked Russian President. Beside the Russian President was the Prime Minister of a Certain Country, while at the Long Table beside the Federal President sat the President of France.
The crowd followed Tang Song's gaze, their gaze passing over the white clouds condensed by the Yellow Turban Warriors, landing on the patches of fireworks.
Unbeknownst to them, the Sky had turned a hazy red. Within the Red Mist, countless red lights flickered faintly, like Ghost Fire, causing the crowd to feel a surge of Cold Qi rush straight up their spine to their forehead.
At this moment, tens of thousands of kilometers at high altitude from Titan, boundless Blood Clouds rose up, like a vast Expanse of Water. A Blood Sea formed by clusters of Blood Clouds enveloped an area of a hundred thousand miles—
Within the Blood Sea, Blood Shadows danced everywhere, densely packed!
The Warships caught within it felt as if they were submerged in viscous Mercury. They wanted to engage their engines at full power to break free, but the moment their engines moved, the Blood Shadows saw the light and immediately swarmed them.
