Chapter 948 The God of War in Cold Sweat

Kyle Dortmund's planetary coercion came like a tide, as if tens of thousands of knight spears struck from behind.

Penetrating all space and material barriers, it seems to be able to erase the target from the life level, and the momentum is so powerful that it is suffocating.

At that moment, it seemed that the whole space belonged to him, and he was the master of this world.

His coercion is like sunlight shining on the earth, and all living beings and matter on the earth are flattened and disappear from the level of consciousness.

However, on this land that belongs only to the God of War Kyle, there is a person standing alone, alone.

He stands between heaven and earth.

The coercion was like sunlight pouring on him, but it couldn't penetrate, forming a long shadow in front of him.

That is an area that coercion cannot cover, and a place that sunlight cannot touch.

This person is the target of God of War Kyle's coercion, and all the coercion and aura coiled around him like a dragon.

However, no matter how powerful the coercion he released was, he couldn't penetrate the space in front of that person, that space, like a blind spot for his coercion.

After a while, the man slowly turned his head, and the corner of his eye glanced behind him.

The light projected from those eyes seems to be a beam that can span hundreds of millions of light years in the dark and boundless universe, piercing through the barriers of space and time, and hitting the soul of a person.

At that moment, it was as if the soul had been shattered into billions of pieces.

call! call! call……

Kyle Dortmund's body shook violently, sweating profusely all over his body, bending over and gasping for breath.

It seems that you have just passed through the gate of hell. If you take a wrong step, you will fall into hell forever.

tick!

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

Fang Yuan had already stood beside him at some point, stretched out his hand to press his shoulder, and said in an indifferent voice: "The strength of a warrior who walked out of the battlefield is beyond the comprehension of a royal knight like you.

"You're only alive until now because I haven't seen the damned part of you yet.

"If you want to survive, go back and be your mascot.

"The power game in this world is no longer something you can participate in.

"Go back and tell your prime minister that a place is reserved for you in the Planetary Defense Council, just to make up the number, don't take yourself too seriously."

After Fang Yuan finished speaking, he patted his shoulder and walked out of the welcome hall.

After Fang Yuan left, Kyle Dortmund sat motionless in the chair, and it took a long time to recover.

He released coercion just now to test Fang Yuan's strength, the moment he was counterattacked, he thought the end had come.

During the time when his soul was crushed by that gaze, he had no idea what happened, or even how long the process lasted.

It could be just a moment, it could be a few minutes, it could even be a few hours.

In that instant, time seemed to disappear from him.

After he regained his strength, he slowly turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It was 3:15 in the afternoon, which meant that the period when the soul lost consciousness just now was not long, it might be just a moment, but it was scary enough.

He didn't even know how Fang Yuan appeared beside him,

How did you put your hand on his shoulder.

However, there is one thing he is clear about.

This man is terrible, very terrible, there has never been such a terrible man on earth.

An hour ago, he suspected that Ba Snake's retreat might be acting.

But now, he can be sure that Ba Snake retreated out of fear.

...

the other side.

In the small conference room next to the welcome hall.

The East China Sea delegation and the British delegation conducted a friendly negotiation.

The British delegation proposed some cooperation projects to bring closer relations.

These items are not too much, just a little bit.

For example, obtaining the mining rights of more star source mining areas on the star beast planet, and cooperating in the manufacture of solar furnaces and space weapon projects.

The reason why the British delegation made these requests for cooperation, and believed that the East China Sea might agree, was of course for a reason.

Because the British delegation implicitly stated that to deepen cooperation with the East China Sea, the cooperation with White Eagle will naturally decrease.

The signal from Britain is already evident.

Before the strength of the "Blue Dragon" in the East China Sea is not clear, the only God of War-level existence on earth is still Kyle Dortmund.

In other words, on the resolution of the Supreme Council of Human Civilization, whichever side Britain chooses to support, the East China Sea or the White Eagle, will gain an absolute advantage.

Of course, this support must be reciprocated.

The return is of course more star source mines, as well as solar furnace and space battleship technology.

Judging from the current pattern of human civilization, this decision of the British Parliament is indeed very wise.

As long as this decision is successful, through the card of God of War Kyle, more star source mines and super-era technology can be obtained.

Then Britain has every hope of reaching the top again and regaining the glory of the age of great exploration.

only.

The East China Sea delegation rejected all the requests made by the British delegation with a smile, and none of them intended to pass.

...

After the talks, the British Prime Minister and the accompanying delegation members were a little puzzled.

I feel that Donghai's reaction is different from what I expected, and he didn't agree to a single condition.

After returning to the hotel where you stayed.

The Prime Minister of Britain met Kyle Dortmund, and when he met, he clearly felt that this god-of-war figure seemed to be a different person compared to a few hours ago.

"How is it? Did the 'Blue Dragon' in the East China Sea come from a show?" The British Prime Minister took the initiative to ask.

Because the result of the discussion with the East China Sea delegation today was not satisfactory, so he wanted to know the reason.

Kyle Dortmund looked a little gloomy.

As one of the three gods of war in the past, he had the supreme status. Even the queen had to show some respect when she saw him.

In his capacity, he did not know how to answer the Prime Minister's question.

Could it be that he, a mighty God of War-level superpower, was frightened by the young man when he looked at him, and was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat?

As the supreme European God of War, a superpower who is fawned over by many countries, it is naturally impossible for him to admit such a thing.

He replied with a solemn expression: "Qinglong's fighting power is real, and his strength is enough to defeat Ba Snake."

The British Prime Minister narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Compared to you?"

Kyle Dortmund fell silent this time, and felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He was terrified because of Fang Yuan's gaze, but he would not be afraid of an ordinary person, even if this person was the Prime Minister of Britain.

As long as he wanted, he could crush the Prime Minister in front of him to death at any time.

Of course, he won't do that.

He said in a deep voice: "If I make a move, there will be no winner in a short time."