Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 245 - 245 241 Pacific Ocean Turmoil!

245: Chapter 241: Pacific Ocean Turmoil!

(Seeking Monthly Tickets and Rewards) 245: Chapter 241: Pacific Ocean Turmoil!

(Seeking Monthly Tickets and Rewards) “Lord Zuo Yan, all those useless people at the Orochi Shrine are now gone.”

“I don’t know what our next step should be!”

Sato Sword sheathed his sword, returned to Zuo Yan’s side, and said respectfully.

A glint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he glanced at Su Tong and the others, making them feel as if their skin were being slashed by blades.

This showed how powerful Sato Sword’s Sword Intent was.

“Lord Sato, your prowess remains undiminished.”

“To think that you, ranked fifteenth on the Divine List, could kill an Onmyoji with a single strike.

Truly impressive.”

“I wonder who’s stronger between you and this young friend here?”

Zuo Yan glanced at Ye Tian intentionally or not and then smiled at Sato Sword.

“Lord Zuo Yan, you jest.

I am almost 130 years old; I am old, very old.”

“How can I compare to these young Heavenly Prides.”

Though Sato Sword spoke modestly, the pride on his face did not diminish.

On the contrary, it burned even more intensely.

Su Tong and the others were dumbfounded.

One hundred and thirty years old?

Sato Sword looked even younger and stronger than Su Tong.

He clearly wasn’t an old man but a vigorous middle-aged man, and quite a handsome one.

In his younger years, Sato Sword’s fame in r country overshadowed all its current celebrities.

It was said his charm and looks made him an idol, and he received enough love letters to fill a landfill.

However, Sato Sword was obsessed with the Sword Dao and never found a woman to spend his life with.

“Lord Sato, you are being too humble.

With your current appearance, you could live for hundreds more years.”

Zuo Yan and Sato Sword continued their double act, leaving Ye Tian and the others aside, their intentions unclear.

Meanwhile, the roar of the battleship grew louder, causing more trepidation.

Zuo Yan’s large-scale movements were also being tracked by satellites from various countries.

“Reporting to the commander, based on intelligence from the higher-ups, a large gathering of r country’s Self-defense Team has been detected on Orochi Island.

Should we deploy a reconnaissance jet to investigate?”

Over the Pacific Ocean, an m country exploration team was proceeding in an orderly fashion.

Si Lan, the highest-ranking active admiral, stood on a million-ton aircraft carrier, caressing a red mecha.

“r country, their petty squabbles are insignificant.”

“The open and secret struggles between the Orochi Shrine and r country’s Emperor are already well known among the world’s elite.”

“I’m more interested in this newly risen Lord Zuo Yan.”

“It’s said he has risen faster than Yamamoto Snake, who signed a contract with the Evil God.”

“I’m sure there are many secrets within this.”

“But for now, the most important thing is to explore that cave quickly; we’ve intercepted many intruders in the past few days.”

“If Huaxia finds out, it will undoubtedly be troublesome again.”

Si Lan spoke lightly, as if such matters were trivial; the Pacific was the real deal.

“Yes, Commander!!!”

“However, the cave is too deep, and several of our superpower drills have already broken.”

“These things cost over ten billion m-credits each.

If we continue, the expenses will exceed the upper limit.”

The genetic soldier of m country whispered.

“Don’t concern yourself with that, just keep digging.”

“I will take full responsibility.”

“By the way, have we tracked the movements of the Divine Martial Pavilion Master?”

“He is our greatest enemy, the most dangerous one; we must not miss a single clue.”

Si Lan’s eyes flashed with seriousness at the mention of Ye Tian.

“Reporting to Commander, there’s no trace of the Divine Martial Pavilion Master.”

“He’s simply too formidable.

After the Heavenly Pride Competition ended, we deployed fifteen trillion-pixel satellites and still couldn’t find him.”

The soldier lowered his head, speaking dejectedly.

“If you had, he wouldn’t be someone I revered.”

“I hope there will be no battle between us; otherwise, my lifelong pride might be completely destroyed.”

Si Lan looked up at the sky, sighed, and then touched his golden medal, the highest honor for an m country soldier.

Kyoto Highest Armed Defense Department.

“Report, our satellites have detected that a large portion of r country’s military is concentrated on Orochi Island.

Should we monitor their actions?”

“After all, mobilizing the Self-defense Team isn’t something r country would foolishly joke about.”

A satellite defense equipment soldier secretly reported to a commander in the Kyoto defense zone.

“Thud, thud, thud~~~”

In the silent room, the sound of drumming fingers on the table reverberated, immovable as a mountain.

“Investigate this matter discreetly.

For now, the priority is to find out what m country is up to in the Pacific.”

“The conflict between the Orochi Shrine and r country’s Emperor is their problem, not ours.”

“Furthermore, inform the mysterious existence that something might be happening in the Pacific.”

“Of course, if we can’t reach him, so be it.

I barely see him a few times a year anyway.”

“With him around, Huaxia will stand tall for millennia.”

As he uttered the last sentence, the shadow in the dark stood proudly, gazing into the distance with admiration, pride, and respect.

“Yes, sir!!”

The soldier gave a solemn salute and exited the room.

Outside the room.

“That gave me a cold sweat.”

“That pressure is too strong, but finding that person is near impossible.”

“Forget it, I’ll give it a try with less than one percent success rate.”

The soldier quickly ran off, moving at an incredible speed.

He dashed five hundred meters down the avenue in no time, at a speed that could easily win him Olympic records.

In just a few minutes, both the superpower m country and Huaxia’s National Soul Soldier dismissed r country’s Self-defense Team mobilization as petty squabbles.

Their ultimate focus was the turbulent Pacific Cave.

Orochi Island.

“Stop babbling nonsense!!!”

“If there’s nothing else, I’m heading home.”

“You’re wasting my time; do you think I’m here to watch a comedy show with you two?”

Ye Tian stood there, watching Zuo Yan and Sato Sword’s continuous mockery and couldn’t bear it any longer.

“Leaving, leaving!!!”

“Go home, wash up, and sleep!!”

Ye Tian waved his hand at Su Tong and the others, and then turned to leave.

Su Tong and the others were utterly dumbfounded.

Even if they were fools, they could sense Zuo Yan and Sato Sword were subtly hinting at Ye Tian to surrender quickly, or they would certainly lose the fight.

“Damn it, treating us like actors!!!”

“Lord Sato, you go!!!”

Zuo Yan dropped his elegant demeanor and angrily pointed at Ye Tian, cursing.

“Hmm???”

“Finally showing your true colors, no more comedy show???”

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