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As everyone was immersed in excitement, journalist Zhuang Xiaomeng was preparing to speak again when, suddenly, the screen switched without warning to the distant Chou Kingdom Warship. At the same time, an unknown voice exclaimed in shock from off-screen: "Look! A Heroic Spirit! The Chou Kingdom has summoned a Heroic Spirit!"
In the footage, the once-massive warship appeared diminished against the backdrop of a colossal half-transparent statue that suddenly materialized like a deity descending from the heavens. The terrifying figure seemed to obscure the entire sky. Its fierce gaze bore into the camera, reminiscent of a demon from the depths of the abyss, sending chills down spines.
The statue was clad in an old-fashioned military uniform, stained with what appeared to be fresh blood, exuding a nauseating scent of carnage. Its hooked nose was sharp like an eagle's beak, and deep engravings on its face resembled cruel etchings, each line seemingly infused with endless brutality and coldness.
Wearing a wide-brimmed military hat, its eyes were shrouded in shadow, resembling two bottomless black holes swirling with darkness and malevolence. It felt as if an endless sea of blood surged within its gaze, each glance capable of stirring up monstrous waves that threatened to engulf everything in their path, leading to total annihilation.
The overwhelming aura was akin to Mount Tai pressing down upon them, making it hard to breathe as if the entire world trembled under its oppressive force. Just a single glance filled souls with an irresistible fear and tremor, as if they would be swallowed by this boundless dread and plummet into an abyss of darkness at any moment.
Witnessing this scene, the barrage of comments erupted like a volcanic explosion. "Oh my God, this is terrifying! Can we even fight back? It feels like we stand no chance at all!"
"Whose Heroic Spirit is this? Why is it so horrifying? Is our doom approaching?"
"This is the Heroic Spirit of Five-Star General MacArthur from the Chou Kingdom! He was a commanding general during World War II and possesses immense power! How can we possibly counter this?"
"We're doomed! It's MacArthur! This does not bode well. He’s a legendary general; how do we respond?"
"I can't believe the Chou Kingdom has summoned MacArthur's Heroic Spirit! What are we supposed to do? Are we just going to sit here and wait for our end?"
"MacArthur is notorious; are we really going to suffer such a great loss this time?"
"What can we do? MacArthur is not easy to deal with; do we have no way out?"
Seeing this terrifying Heroic Spirit left many feeling desperate and hopeless. Zhuang Xiaomeng's serious yet slightly anxious voice rang out: "We see that they have brazenly revealed their Heroic Spirit. This Heroic Spirit is none other than Five-Star General MacArthur from World War II, renowned for his might. It seems they have no intention of negotiating at all; they are adopting an utterly unreasonable and aggressive stance!"
"What do you think about this situation, Xu Fei?"
At that moment, the camera zoomed in on Commander Xu Fei's face, magnifying every detail for all the viewers to see. Surprisingly, there was not a hint of panic on his face. On the contrary, his expression carried a touch of pride and an underlying fighting spirit.
He spoke in a deep voice, "MacArthur is just a failed war merchant!"
Yesterday, General Bai Qi had slain Patton with his sword, and now I would summon the Heroic Spirit to eliminate this ridiculous Five-Star General MacArthur!
His emotions were so intense that he inadvertently let out a curse word, prompting the director to hurriedly mute the broadcast. It was impossible for him not to be agitated! Given that the Dragon Kingdom had long been at a disadvantage militarily, it had to adopt various compromising strategies in response to numerous provocations and disputes, attempting to seek fair and reasonable solutions through the United Nations.
However, as the sharp-eyed and eloquent Professor Lin Bai pointed out, truth only exists within the range of cannon fire. Without powerful strength as support, how could others genuinely give you face?
As a result, despite the Awakening Era having only just begun twenty years ago, signs of decline in strength were already subtly emerging in the Dragon Kingdom. On the international stage, they often found themselves in dire straits, struggling to cope with various complex situations. The soldiers felt this deeply; the frustration and helplessness weighed heavily on their hearts like a boulder, difficult to express.
Yet at this moment, hope finally appeared, and the opportunity for change had arrived! How could he not be excited?
However, netizens were at a loss for words. Upon hearing his statement, they were momentarily stunned before an overwhelming wave of comments flooded in. Did I hear that wrong? How could this officer say such things? Some expressed disbelief.
This officer is too young; can he really be trusted with such arrogant words? Others felt he was overly confident and were filled with concern.
Sigh, the quality of Dragon Kingdom's soldiers is worrying; how can they be so impulsive? Some expressed pessimism and disappointment in the soldiers' performance.
Don't speak recklessly; soldiers have their responsibilities—what do you know! Someone immediately countered those negative remarks.
Could it be that there is some secret weapon that gives this officer such confidence? Some speculated curiously.
This can't be bluffing, right? Others wondered with doubt.
"No matter what, I hope it's not blind confidence," someone said cautiously.
"Perhaps this is an opportunity for a breakthrough; let's not jump to conclusions too early," another person added with a hint of hope.
In the next moment, Xu Fei stepped forward, standing tall and imposing, pausing slightly.
In that instant, an overwhelming aura erupted from him like a volcanic explosion!
A dazzling golden light burst forth from his body with the force of a tidal wave, so brilliant that it was nearly blinding.
The radiance resembled a new sun, instantly illuminating the entire world as if it were midday.
In mid-air, this golden light rapidly coalesced into a massive figure at an unimaginable speed.
The breathtaking scene seemed to unfold like a myth come to life.
The figure wore a tarnished silver helmet, its glow cascading like a river of stars, dazzling enough to almost cause blindness.
Clad in silver leaf armor, the plates shimmered with an icy brilliance, each piece seemingly containing boundless power, impervious enough to withstand any attack in existence.
Underneath, he wore a flowing white robe that danced wildly in the wind, ethereal yet exuding an unassailable majesty.
In his hand was the Li Quan Spear, its shaft resembling a roaring dragon, emanating an overwhelming pressure that instilled fear in all who beheld it.
His long white face was complemented by three wisps of beard that fluttered in the breeze; each strand seemed to embody the principles of heaven and earth, enhancing his formidable presence.
His broad shoulders and sturdy build resembled a colossal peak capable of supporting the entire sky, harboring terrifying power sufficient to annihilate worlds.
The entire aura reached an unprecedented grandeur, akin to an insurmountable sacred mountain.
Just one glance made one feel small and insignificant.
The immense sense of oppression surged like a cataclysmic tide, threatening to crush everything in the universe beneath its feet.
Wherever this pressure reached, space itself seemed to tremble and distort.
Breath caught in throats as if time had momentarily stopped.
Souls quivered under this ancient force of oppression, as if they might shatter and dissipate at any moment.
Loyal and unparalleled, a hero for the ages—Yue Fei!
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