Author: Tezcatripoca

The blood tide crossed Edogawa District and headed further.

By this time, thousands of square kilometers of land in Tokyo had been completely covered by the bright red ocean.

The bodies, souls, selves, and existences of tens of millions of people are purified into the most primitive part in the red ocean, like the Dead Sea on land, crystal clear, like red eye holes carved on the land, gods.

His eyes have lost their eyeballs.

Countries around the world, as well as multinational companies with satellite launch capabilities, have received this picture through satellites.

It was an unimaginable spectacle.

It is also like the hell in mythological paintings.

Many of the world's top officials were all watching the scene happening in Tokyo through satellite broadcasts.

In fact, just as the blood frenzy overflowed the National Assembly Hall, a small international conference call was started in less than ten seconds.

In the next ten minutes, more and more people in charge joined the conference call.

At this time, the conference call is in progress.

Menken, the current president of the United States, looked at this scene and blew a breath gently.

"call……

"...Japan is finished."

During the conference call, there was silence, and no one refuted his statement.

When the entire Tokyo metropolitan area was covered by a blood-red ocean, the horrifying scene that looked like a patch of blood-red moss, even if it was broadcasted by satellites thousands of kilometers away from the ground, deeply shocked those who attended the conference call.

into the hearts and minds of every participant.

Looking at the ocean, Menken's expression became extremely grim.

So huge, so terrifying, so shocking to the soul, it seems almost invincible at first glance.

As the President of the United States, even though Mencken has the highest unconditional trust in the United States, whether it is technology, system, or economic strength, the moment he saw the bloody sea created by Mio Ito, he couldn't help but,

Sincerely having some doubts——

"Can a being like this really be defeated by the United States... no, by humans?"

During the conference call, other leaders fell into a similar silence.

Everyone is weighing whether their country's military strength and strategic weapons have the possibility of wiping out this ocean.

However, the more I thought about it, the more silent I became and the more depressing the atmosphere became.

After a long time, Menken finally spoke on the conference call again:

"Everyone, I propose to hold a voting meeting the next day. Major countries with strategic nuclear forces need to unite to face this terrorist existential threat... In order to solve it, we may need to launch a large number of missiles in Tokyo or even throughout Japan.

equivalent nuclear weapons to completely eliminate its danger."

There was a hint of steepness in the serious voice.

…

a long time.

——until the conference call ends.

In the end, Mencken's proposal failed.

Despite this, after hanging up the phone, there was no disappointment in his eyes.

Looking at the "bloody color" covering the entire Tokyo in the satellite broadcast, he sneered and twitched the corner of his mouth:

"So what if you object? As long as the "Blood Angel" continues to expand in the future, you will naturally become her next target. Our continent can be far away from such a terrifying existence... God bless the United States.

"The only thing that needs to be considered at the moment is the withdrawal of the Seventh Fleet from the Japanese mainland."

Talking to himself, Menken switched to the satellite screen and smiled as he looked at the still calm Yokosuka Military Port in the satellite screen.

But the next moment the emergency phone in the President's Office rang, and John's terrifying voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Mr. President...she, she is here!!!"
Chapter completed!