Myth Invasion: I Killed Gods on Earth

"We haven't reached the end of the mountain yet!"

"However, I may have to wrong you..."

A map of the European side appeared on the screen, and the head of the French stick country described the strategic retreat plan as clearly and steadily as possible.

"Everyone, as I said."

"This time, we are just retreating strategically!"

"Just to better fight the gods and better protect the land within our capabilities!"

"This is not failure, but preparation for victory!"

The first seat of the Baguette is powerful.

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"Now, please evacuate in an orderly manner, pack up your things, and follow the guidance."

"Each residential building will have special vehicles to transport personnel and luggage, and they will be guided by special personnel. Please don't panic."

"I repeat, this is not a defeat, but a strategic retreat for victory!"

The head of the French stick country emphasized it one last time, and then hung up the communication.

On every street, every resident downstairs, immediately there was a uniformed person holding a horn: "Please pack your bags immediately and prepare to go to the evacuation site!"

"The first evacuation vehicle will leave in half an hour, please hurry up, we are running out of time!"

There are also staff who take the list and go door to door for statistics.

In an instant, the entire city of Paris was in chaos!

"Evacuate?"

"What do you mean? Let's leave?"

"Are you kidding me? My suit shop has been open since my grandfather's generation. This is the accumulation of my three generations!"

"Can we come back?"

Suddenly, stunned.

It wasn't until this moment that people felt that the coming of the gods was indeed a devastating disaster, as Daxia said!

This is something they didn't realize when they watched Daxia's live broadcast of the battle.

When they saw those gods showing their mighty power in the sea area of ​​Great Xia, although they witnessed the power of the gods, they felt that they had nothing to do with them.

Some people even bought popcorn and Coke and watched it at home like a war movie.

But suddenly, overnight, everything changed!

The disaster that was once blocked by Daxia has befallen them!

In the entire city of Lepa, all the residents did not sleep. They got up to pack their luggage, called their relatives and friends, picked up their parents, and drove eastward on the crowded roads in their private cars.

As for those without private cars, there are special evacuation vehicles.

The original romance was gone, and some stores were first crowded with shopping spree, and then chaos broke out.

But fortunately, the people here still have the last hope. There is not much chaos, and the police will soon go to subdue the chaos.

"Don't mess around!" On the street, a police superintendent leaned on a police car and shouted loudly: "We still have a country! Although we have lost our homeland, everyone is here!"

"Everyone, this is just a relocation, don't panic!"

"When we get to a new place, we will still live a normal life. This is not the end! Don't be nervous!"

In the quiet night, the city of Lepa suddenly became busier than during the day, with bright lights, horns and shouts, as if it was on the eve of destruction.

Vehicles full of goods and personnel drove out of Paris, as if fleeing for their lives.

The people in the car realized in a daze that this was the last sight. Since then, they have left their hometowns and looked back at the bustling city where they lived for generations.

The art-like copper art street lamp on the street has a history of 200 years!

Maybe their father, grandpa, once walked under that street light.

When they walked on the street, they seemed to feel the breath left by the elders.

But now, fleeing in a hurry!

There were cries, curses, and angry roars.

Human beings, having lost their land, left their homes like stray dogs.

Who would have imagined that the treasure of Western civilization, the art center and the romantic capital of Lepa, which was once the pride of Western Europe, would enter the countdown to extinction overnight!

Fortunately, at least the citizens were able to evacuate completely, and they still had a large area of ​​land to live on.

But everyone knows it.

This so-called "strategic withdrawal" for victory...

"It's a failure!" A man in pajamas, holding a suitcase and sitting in an evacuation vehicle scolded with red eyes, "We all had to leave our homes and flee. Isn't this a failure? Then what is a failure!"

A middle-aged man scolded loudly: "People can hold the Great Xia! Why do we flee in a hurry! In terms of technology and military strength, we have so many countries joining forces, what is the difference between us! Why can we hold the Great Xia? Run for your life!"

"It's not fair, it's also the descending of the gods. The Daxia people are behind the Great Wall and eating sea beast meat. Why did we run for our lives in a hurry!"

In the rear is a bustling and romantic city, and the precipitation of hundreds of years of history is getting farther and farther away.

By the Rhine River outside the car window, there are endless Western European-style pastures. The green grassland was once the favorite place for Lebanese citizens to go on weekends.

But everyone knows...

"Son, take another look." A mother hugged a babbling child, "Remember, this is your home."

"Because we...may never come back."

This scene took place in every city and village in the French Baguette, and it also happened in every corner of the European countries that were about to evacuate.

The evacuation of Yizhou!

Countless people are displaced!Countless bright cities have been abandoned!

While Daxia was accumulating strength, communicating with the demon alliance, and devouring the universe kingdom, he was preparing to face the gods.

The West's "strategic withdrawal" plan also starts tonight!

In addition to these two regions, there is another region that is also having meetings.

In Freedom, in a quiet villa study, several people sat at the table in casual clothes in the living room.

Although it seems casual, each of these few people is enough to influence an industry!

They are a group of existences who control the economic lifeline of the free country, existences standing above [-] million citizens!

Jishihui!

Their family businesses are stacked in layers, and even so huge that even some citizens don't know who they are working for, let alone who the majestic chief in front of the public obeys.

It's just that the attitude of the European countries is different. Now that the third god is about to come, these people don't look nervous at all, and they sit here talking and laughing.

It's as if God's Coming has nothing to do with them.

General Mike sat upright on the second sofa, smoking a cigar with an ugly face, and suppressed disdain in the eyes of the other consortium representatives who were still joking.

Taking a deep breath, General Mike interrupted: "Everyone, don't discuss any quarterly profits for now, you all know the situation, what should we do now?"

"I heard that just now, Daxia has been looking for their demon alliance, intending to form an alliance, and Daxia has also begun to move the Universe Kingdom."

"They're preparing for battle."

"Oufang is not idle either. Brenda has communicated with me. She is going to make a strategic retreat at the cost of giving up some of the land, and she is going to stick to the rest of the land."

"I have to say that Brenda is a decisive and smart person. This kind of plan is not as good as Daxia, but it is the only thing they can do."

"What about us? What do you guys think at the moment?"

General Mike glanced at the consortium representatives.

Mr. Roosevelt smiled: "Us? What does it matter to us? Are you really afraid that we will die in the hands of gods?"

"General Mike, you may have just joined, and you haven't realized what sitting here represents."

"Sitting here means that unless the entire free country is dead, our daily life will not change in any way!"

After speaking, Mr. Roosevelt picked up the red wine glass and took a sip with an expression of enjoyment.

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Others also showed arrogance.

Those who can sit here are all existences who have power and resources!

The annual security costs alone are calculated in hundreds of millions of dollars!

"General Mike, don't worry, I've already made a plan." Mr. Carnegie from the Carnegie family of the steel magnate smiled, "When the gods come, all my dozens of special planes will take off."

"Isn't it the sea level rising by 100 meters?"

"Isn't it that the gods want to conquer the land?"

"I'll just take a special plane and stay with my family in the stratosphere more than ten kilometers away for a month. I should eat and drink! I won't come down until Daxia kills those gods."

"One month is enough to decide the outcome. Unless Daxia loses and the land becomes a vast ocean... Otherwise, I should do whatever I want."

When Carnegie said this, he suddenly smiled, and raised his glass to the old man sitting at the top: "I still want to thank the Rockefeller family for providing a lot of fuel."

Their wealth is enough to support them to avoid danger in ways that ordinary people can't imagine!

The gods hit the land?

Directly drive dozens of special planes, and take the family to stay in the stratosphere more than ten kilometers away for a month!

As for the lack of fuel, there is no need to think about it at all.

They don't even need to land, and use huge resources to ask the air tankers of various countries to refuel them!

For ordinary people, the fuel consumption of dozens of special planes per second is an astronomical figure, but to them, what is it?

"It's too easy for you, why don't you take this time to relax?" Another middle-aged man with a big belly said with a smile: "I spent [-] million U.S. dollars to open up an underground villa on the mountain. Enough food and water for five years, equipped with an air purifier, central air conditioning, a sun room and an underground botanical garden.”

"I also found more than 20 beauties and sent my daughter's favorite two horses in."

"Just for the decoration cost, it cost [-] million US dollars, covered with wool carpets imported from the Middle East, and even built a [-]-square-meter church for my mother to worship in."

"You don't even know that the beauties I found didn't cost any money. I just told those beauties about these things... Even the female stars begged me to enter the refuge and be with me after hearing this."

"Wait until Daxia and the gods finish fighting before coming out, and enjoy life. Haha."

For a while, everyone was talking about their own plans to deal with the coming of the gods.

Of course, it's all about individual solutions.

Luxury, enjoyment, there is nothing like a refuge, transfer the resources you have, and then find a place to sit back and relax and enjoy life.

General Mike stared intently at the people in front of him who had no worries about food and drink, enjoyed top material supplies, and stood at the top of the pyramid.

He suddenly remembered those young soldiers from ordinary families around him when he was in the military!

Those young fighters are not as wealthy as them, and most of them are from poor families.

After all, in a free country, being a soldier is not that popular. Although the salary is relatively considerable, they have to be sent to "uphold justice" all over the world. Few of the children of rich people will be soldiers.

Those young soldiers came from ordinary backgrounds, and their vision was not high. It was difficult for them to understand the affairs of the consortium. In the eyes of these people present, their lives might not be as good as the horses worth millions of dollars at home.

but.

Those soldiers stood in the sun with their chests upright, with immature and fearless faces shouting "defend the country".

And the hard training, the sweat shed under the sun.

In the eyes of General Mike, they are more valuable than these consortium representatives worth hundreds of billions!

In contrast, these people who dress expensively and drink fine wine are simply moths!

"boom!"

General Mike thumped the table hard, gritted his teeth and said, "Enough!"

"Why, General Mike..." Mr. Roosevelt was slightly taken aback, looked at the old man sitting in the first seat, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you ready yet? You shouldn't be, you are from the Rockefeller family..."