Chapter 519 Instant Kill
Peshawar, the capital of Ihanstan, is at the same latitude as Chang'an. The shuttle crossed the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau at high altitude and saw the majestic Himalayas in more than an hour. After crossing it, we entered Ihanstan. of national borders.
Today's Ihanstan has a land area of less than 400,000 square kilometers.
And there is no outlet to the sea.
Economic development has suffered setbacks, and the population has dropped sharply to more than 30 million. It can only survive in the cracks of neighboring countries.
Even so, Ihanstan has been squeezed out in the South Asian Alliance, especially by the Indy Kingdom. Not satisfied with taking away most of its territory, Ihanstan has been suppressed openly and secretly for many years, and wants to completely annex it.
If it weren't for the other two major member states of the South Asian Alliance, who were unwilling to see the Indy Kingdom become stronger and stepped in to stop it from time to time, Ihanstan would have been annexed long ago.
There is a more important reason.
Ihanstan has the support of the Asia-Pacific Community as a nail in the South Asian Alliance.
This is a conspiracy.
Anyone with common sense of international geography can see this, but the Kingdom of Indy is helpless.
And today, this nail will destroy the South Asian Alliance from within.
It only took a few minutes for the shuttle to fly from the border to the capital, Peshawar. Under the escort of fighter jets, it landed at an airport on the outskirts of Peshawar. Shen Xie and Zhu Xiaorong led the viewing delegation down.
"Welcome to Ihanstan..."
"Minister Shen, President Zhu."
The deputy prime minister of Ihanstan personally went to the airport to greet him, and he was treated very well to show his respect for the Asia-Pacific Community.
As the official representative, Shen Xie took the lead in shaking hands cordially with the other party and kept smiling, allowing reporters around him to take photos. Zhu Xiaorong just shook hands and nodded, going through the motions. She does not have a government position, and her title is "President of the Asia-Pacific Community Psychic Association", but no one here will ignore her existence.
Ji Xinghuo mingled in the crowd and watched the two sides go through the diplomatic process.
Then get in the car.
Nowadays, the transportation is convenient and the two countries border on each other, so there is no accommodation arrangement and they go directly to the scene of the award ceremony.
The ceremony location was set up in a military camp on the outskirts, very close to it.
A few minutes later, the convoy drove into the military camp.
Led by Deputy Prime Minister Ihanstan, the viewing group arrived at a large playground with a hard and flat ground that could accommodate tens of thousands of people. The rostrum on one side of the playground was arranged as a viewing platform, with hundreds of seats distributed in a fan shape, and seating areas for envoys from various countries were arranged.
The process of the award ceremony was announced a few days ago. After the award ceremony, there will be a military parade, so it is arranged here.
At this moment, many specially invited media reporters are broadcasting live.
Delegations from many countries have already arrived, and many diplomats on the viewing platform are being interviewed.
As soon as the people from the Asia-Pacific Community arrived, they immediately attracted the attention of the audience, and the cameras turned around and focused on them.
In diplomatic situations, seating arrangements best reflect international status.
The seats of the Asia-Pacific Community viewing group are in the first row, closest to the rostrum and next to the host in the middle; on the other side of the host are the seats of the American Federation viewing group, just to the left and right.
The seats of the New Roman Empire and the Western Alliance are adjacent to the Asia Pacific Community and the American League respectively.
Two super teams and two strong teams, with clear camps.
Shen Xie and Zhu Xiaorong sat in the first row, Ji Xinghuo and two other diplomats sat in the back, carrying briefcases, obviously accompanying them, and the rest were waiting in the lounge arranged by Ihanstan.
"Hello, Minister Shen, I am a reporter from Peshawar Daily News..." A reporter from the official media came forward for an interview.
Ji Xinghuo didn't look sideways.
But his electromagnetic induction enveloped the whole place, including the entire military camp, and everything was normal.
Viewing groups from dozens of countries arrived one after another.
The American League sent an undersecretary of state specializing in Asia-Pacific affairs, as well as "Hurricane Earl" MacFarlane Lawrence.
"Minister Shen, we meet again."
"Mr. Daniel."
Shen Xie and Daniel exchanged pleasantries across the host's seat. The two of them were smiling, but only superficially. The two sides had been rivals in diplomatic situations for many years, and they had fought openly and secretly many times.
"President Zhu." MacFarlane greeted Zhu Xiaorong with a smile, looking very gentlemanly.
But Zhu Xiaorong ignored it and snorted coldly.
Ji Xinghuo took a close look at the Earl of Hurricane. Two years ago, when he went to the Star Realm, the three kings of the American League tried to intercept and intercept him, but failed, and were scared off by Luo Yimeng and Xing Lie. .
MacFarlane is the right-hand man of the Sun King. For more than a century, countless APEC aliens have died at his hands.
Many alien geniuses were killed by him, which can be said to be a heavy debt of blood.
"Storm Lord..."
Ji Xinghuo groaned inwardly and judged that McFarlane's strength was at the second level of the sixth level, which was close to the third level.
"If you dare to show your head later, we will die together."
Shen Xie said a few perfunctory words, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared after sitting down.
The viewing groups from the two major superpowers in the world have arrived, representatives from other countries have also taken their seats, and many kings are present.
Ji Xinghuo observed each one carefully.
Agnes Zimina, the "Winter Lady" of the New Roman Empire, ranks 15th in the global combat power list, ranking higher than Zhu Xiaorong;
Atkins Fraser, the "Beast Speaker" of the Western Alliance, ranks 15th in the global combat power list No. 22 on the combat power list;
Isa Mansour, the "Desert Prophet" from the Alliance of Stars and Moon Nations;
There are also kings from Africa and South America, ranking lower, with a total of more than Ten, strong people gathered.
In the past, Ji Xinghuo had only seen the demeanor of these heavenly kings on the Internet and the media, but now when he met them in person, he found that they were nothing more than that. Most of these heavenly kings are in the first level of the sixth level, and not many have reached the second level, so their strength is mediocre.
However, their names are louder than the last.
"The time for the Earth to open the Star Gate is still too short. Although the potential is huge, the foundation is insufficient. Looking at the star realm, it is really not worth mentioning."
Ji Xinghuo sighed in his heart.
Those resounding titles and names are very majestic on earth, but it would be a bit ridiculous in the True Dragon Dynasty.
"Fortunately I don't have a nickname." He couldn't help but feel happy.
Generally, you have to be at the top of the legend list to be eligible for the "title". Most of them are given by others. You can also find a navy to operate it yourself, as Chi Zhonglin said, to gain people's recognition, and finally be publicly certified by the ADC.
Ji Xinghuo is the number one legend and has long been entitled to the nickname. Many people have offered suggestions and ideas, but none of them have been recognized by the majority of people.
Because he rose too quickly and became famous through too many incidents.
No title can fully reflect his strength and characteristics. Every time he appears in public, it will overturn people's inherent impression of him. With stronger strength, more abilities, and greater shock, the originally good title will not be the same. Couldn't be more suitable.
Moreover, Ji Xinghuo himself has never been interested in so-called nicknames, nor did he respond to ADC's solicitation emails.
So it doesn't have any name yet.
When people mentioned him, they only called Ji Xinghuo by his original name.
At this time, Zhu Xiaorong raised his hand and looked at the time. It was close to 3 p.m., and the award ceremony was about to begin.
She and Shen Xie looked at each other, frowning slightly, and Shen Xie also felt worried.
Why haven't King Brahma and the elephant master arrived yet?
Both of them couldn't help but wonder, wouldn't the plan be leaked and the two kings would not dare to come? Shen Xie pretended to talk to the staff behind him, then turned around and glanced at Ji Xinghuo, asking for instructions on what to do.
However, Ji Xinghuo didn't say anything and his face remained calm.
The electromagnetic induction has found the target, and they are coming soon.
The music played.
Amidst the passionate music, Prime Minister Ihanstan of the host country took senior officials from his country to the rostrum. Representatives from various countries stood up and applauded, and everyone's eyes fell on a man in military uniform.
He was Karja Bhutto.
Karja looks to be in his thirties. His military uniform highlights his well-proportioned and upright figure. His appearance is ordinary, but he has a pair of sharp eyes that reveal the solemnity and decisiveness of a soldier.
Although he was wearing a military cap to cover his head, it could still be seen that Karja had a bald head and no hair on his body.
It's no secret, he's a Halo Fighter by trade.
Ji Xinghuo is also observing Kalja. He is a real king with a very stable star power. He is stronger than most kings on the scene. His ranking is far higher than the 51st in the world rated by ADC, and he can at least be in the top 30.
Obviously, he was not just promoted.
"Kalja has been promoted to King of Heaven for at least three years." Ji Xinghuo made a judgment.
All the senior officials and generals of Ihantans were seated. Prime Minister Chaudhry glanced at the end of the first row of the auditorium. The seats of the Kingdom of Indy, the Republic of Daviroda and the Federation of Bangladesh were still empty.
Chowdhury pretended not to see it.
He stood in front of the podium and said loudly: "Dear guests, today we all accept the invitation to attend the investiture ceremony of General Karja Bhutto..."
As soon as the speech began, the roar of engines could be heard overhead.
Three medium-sized shuttles flew from the sky and landed directly on the playground in the eyes of representatives from various countries. The outer armor of the shuttles had the emblems of the three countries, which were the three giants of the South Asian Alliance.
The hatch opens.
A group of strangers filed out of the shuttle headed by them. Sixteen people in total were all legends. They were all wearing gorgeous and exaggerated armor, with colorful peacock tail feathers on their helmets. The feathers would sway with every step they took, just like a peacock spreading its tail.
They are the Peacock Guards, the core alien army of the Indy Kingdom.
A middle-aged man was surrounded by these peacock guards. He is not very tall, just over 1.7 meters tall. His skin is slightly dull and he looks rich. He is only wrapped in a white robe and looks very simple. He moves cross-legged and floats, and wears a gold crown on his head. It is in contrast. Revealing a powerful aura and greater pomp.
"Brahma" Feroze Rajput.
Representatives from various countries looked at the king and had different reactions.
People also got off the next two shuttles, a delegation from the Republic of Dharavida, headed by "Mahout" Najira Singh.
Ji Xinghuo was deeply impressed by this person.
Two years ago, he forced his way into the Bhopal Star Gate, but the mahout tried but failed to stop him. Afterwards, he was very angry and often made rude remarks in public. He slandered himself in interviews and discredited himself for several months.
Of the three kings of the South Asian League, only two came today.
Mostaq Rahman, the "flood" of the Bangladesh Federation, was not present and was guarding the Bhopal Star Gate.
The delegations from the three countries boarded the viewing platform.
"Your Excellency Prime Minister."
Feroz saluted Chaudhry with his hands together, "We were delayed on the way, so we are late. Please forgive me."
"It is our country's honor for you all to attend." Choudhury responded quietly.
Today's investiture ceremony was broadcast live.
For such an important diplomatic occasion, it would be a serious discourtesy to arrive late in front of everyone and barge in with someone.
But everyone knows this is intentional.
Ihanstan is a small country that has been suppressed by the three big countries in South Asia. Now a king is born who may change the current situation. The rude behavior of King Brahma and the elephant master is sending a message to the outside world that they are the leaders of South Asia. Owner.
The elephant master Najila raised the corner of his mouth with contempt on his face, and led the people to sit down without saying a word.
He still carried his spear during the investiture ceremony.
"Everyone."
Chaudhry continued his speech, "Today we are gathered together to commend an outstanding soldier, that is, General Karja Bhutto. General Karja Bhutto was born in a worker family, and he has shown outstanding performance in school since he was a child. Excellent quality…”
As he narrated, he briefly told the resume of Karja Bhutto, his achievements over the years, and he did not hesitate to praise him.
The speech was not long, only ten minutes.
"Now, General Karja Bhutto please come up and accept the rank of marshal." Choudhury announced loudly.
Amidst the grand and passionate music, Karja stood up and strode onto the podium.
He gave Chaudhry a military salute.
Choudhury solemnly put the military rank medal representing the marshal on his chest. Before this, the highest military rank in Ihanstan was general. The marshal was just set up a few days ago. It is both a military rank and a military position. He has the highest military rank in the country. The power of command is only returned to the Prime Minister.
"Congratulations, Marshal Karja."
Karja turned to the camera and saluted the people of Ihanstan. There was no joy on his face, but solemnity.
Many people noticed this.
But no one thought much of it, thinking that this was just Karja's serious style as a soldier.
"Marshal Karja please give a speech."
Chaudhry gave up the podium, and Karja stepped forward to face the camera. He was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "Today I was awarded the marshal, which should have been a cause for celebration, but I couldn't be happy. Because our country has suffered so much, and even at this moment, many of our compatriots are still worrying about today’s dinner. The soldiers on our border are always under threat of life. Our country has tens of millions of people from top to bottom. Living in poverty, suffering and suffering, lack of food, lack of education, economic collapse, we have no hope in life. "
The representatives from various countries on the viewing platform all looked at each other.
This wasn't like an honors speech.
There are tens of millions of viewers around the world watching the live broadcast, which is larger than the entire population of Ihanstan.
Some people also realized that there was something wrong with Karja's statement, but they didn't know what was about to happen.
Unwavering in front of the cameras, Karja continued: "I think everyone is aware of the root causes of our country's suffering."
Brahma King Feroz frowned.
Mahout Najira stared at Karja's back with a fierce look in his eyes.
Karja suddenly raised his voice and turned back to point to the two kings on the auditorium, "It's them!"
He shouted sternly: "The Kingdom of Indy and the so-called South Asian Alliance invaded our country, took away our territory, and squeezed our people. They single-handedly created the current situation in Ihanstan."
"Wow..."
Representatives from various countries were in an uproar. They never expected that Karja would be so direct and completely torn apart.
He directly denounced the Brahma king and the elephant master as invaders.
"Feroze Rajput and Najira Singh not only committed countless heinous crimes against Ihanstan, but also committed unforgivable crimes against the people of the entire subcontinent and all mankind on earth!"
"The anti-humanity group headed by these two people took advantage of the control of the Bhopal Star Gate to collude with aliens and lead them to invade the earth!"
"They are the enemy of all mankind!"
"here!"
Karja spoke very fast, but every word he said was very clear and spread throughout the world through live broadcast: "I made a request to the representatives of various countries to arrest Feroz Rajput and Najila Singh on the spot and transfer them to Trial by the International Court of Justice!”
At this moment, everyone watching the live broadcast was stunned.
Except for the members of the Asia-Pacific Community, all the representatives from various countries on the viewing platform were caught off guard.
Even Feroz and Najila were stunned.
They did not expect that Karja would be so staunch. Today was just to find out the reality of this new king, and to send a signal to the world. The South Asian subcontinent was still under control, and a mere king could not change the world.
When he heard "colluding with foreign tribes", the elephant master couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up the huge spear he carried with him. His body expanded to more than three meters high, like a giant elephant running wildly, the tip of the spear piercing Karja.
"Those who slander will die!"
Mahout Najira yelled angrily.
The huge spear in his hand was as thick as an arm, and the tip of the spear, which was more than half a meter long, penetrated the air and formed a tube-shaped air explosion.
Boom!
The airflow on the podium exploded.
However, Karja seemed to be too invested in accusing the invaders, and he did not react at all when faced with the attack by his master Najila.
Many kings present reacted, but no one took action to stop him.
The violent air flow washed away Kalja's hat, revealing a shiny bald head, his eyes were shining, six circles of light lit up behind his head, and his whole body was enveloped in dazzling white light, but it seemed that it was already too late.
At the critical moment.
The kings, legends and many strangers at the scene heard a slight thunder, and a figure flickered in the field of vision, appearing in front of Kalja as if teleporting.
That was a diplomat from the Asia-Pacific Community.
The elephant master Najila did not stop, and he had no time to withdraw the shot. Instead, he unleashed his power without reservation, trying to kill the Asian Communists and Karja who were standing in front of him.
when!
There was a strange clang.
The tip of Najira's spear pierced the eyes of the Central Asian Communists, but the next scene left everyone dumbfounded. They saw the tip of the spear piercing the eyeballs, as if piercing the hardest wall. The tip of the spear deformed and broke, and the reaction force The gun body collapsed into countless pieces.
The man stabbed by the spear stood there, motionless, not even blinking.
Najila's hands were torn open and blood splattered.
His face was filled with horror.
He wanted to pull away and retreat at the first moment, but the inertia of this full blow prevented him from stopping immediately. When he almost hit the opponent, an unrivaled magnetic field enveloped his body and bound him in place.
"Who are you……"
Najila struggled desperately, like a crazy trapped animal.
Immediately, he saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him, and his shot worked after all, destroying the other person's disguise and revealing his true appearance.
"It's you!"
Najila's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Most people on earth did not recognize the young man in front of them, but as the actual leader of the Daro Vida Republic, he naturally had the means to obtain Ji Xinghuo's information and identify who this man was.
"Ji Xinghuo!"
"Why is it him?"
All the kings of heaven and representatives from various countries at the scene recognized Ji Xinghuo. Under their gazes, Ji Xinghuo raised his hand and flicked his fingers.
The fingertips burst out with light, shaped like sharp blades.
Ji Xinghuo released a magnetic pole slash with his bare hands, hitting the elephant master who was close at hand.
In an instant, the three-meter-tall body was cut into hundreds of pieces, and the ionized vortex in the knife-shaped light erupted to a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees. Najila's entire body seemed to have evaporated, and even the ashes could not be found.
(End of chapter)