"So, you mean, will those aliens come back in the future?"

In the lobby within the United Nations headquarters in the region, senior representatives from various countries sat together, looking at Beo standing on the speech stage with a serious expression.

As he, who was also invaded by the Atrumans and also invaded the other planets by the Atrumans, was extremely clear about the Atrumans' behavior patterns.

As for the Atrumans such as Mocha, Gathia has sent them to the Pure Land.

Literally the land of paradise.

Gathia would not give up any opportunity to explore intelligence. He made some moves on the souls of several people. In a world full of Atrumans, this upcoming war will surely become the center of their topic.

And then these pieces will bring Gateia everything he wants.

Facing the top human leaders, he nodded.

"As the master of the entire Milky Way, the gods are very proud. They regard all civilizations except the gods as barbaric lower races.

Your resistance will be regarded as provocation and humiliation by them, and will only anger them. This time their failure is here, and they will never let it go."

"Can't you make peace?" said a senior French official. "We can give them several planets in the solar system in exchange for peace."

"Impossible," said Beo, "The gods have never lacked resources, and there are countless resources waiting for them to mine in the entire Milky Way.

What they fear is that the development of a civilization exceeds them and replaces them with the position of overlord.

And they judged that you humans have this potential, and your humans' victory this time really proved this point.

They will send more powerful fleets to come, and at that time, they will only be more difficult to deal with than the previous fleet.

Moreover, for them, as the overlord of the Milky Way, all the resources of the Milky Way belong to them.

Not only this planet in the solar system, but even this planet of life under your feet is judged as their constitution in their own constitution.”

"Ha, it's this kind of rogue empire lord yi!"

An old Asian man in a suit scolded in Chinese.

He looked at Beo.

"We have a saying that when friends come, there are good wine, and when enemies come, there are hunting rifles.

Although we have always pursued multilateralism, it does not mean that we are just pigs at the slaughter of others!

"They want to fight, then fight!"

"It's light." The Frenchman continued to speak, "To put it a little bit, it's just a most ordinary fleet that will destroy our main force to more than 40%. If it weren't for the help of those outsiders, we would have been extinct now."

The old man clenched his fists, stood up, and glanced at everyone present.

"Do you guys think so?

Choose to surrender, survive under them like a broken-ridge dog, become their evil dog, and bark at the rest!?"

The senior officials from all over the country were silent and speechless.

"This is a doomed battle."

"This battle has nothing to do with victory or defeat, it only concerns faith and dignity!"

"Have you heard what he said? Do you think that as long as you surrender, those miscellaneous things will save your lives?"

The old man's words were a little depressed, and he actually allowed himself to calm down and could express his thoughts in a powerful way.

The war burned not only Mi Lijian, but also nearly ten million people died and injured in his country!

The bloody corpses completely ignited the anger in his heart.

This meeting, he came with blood debt!

"The soil under our feet was fought with blood and we were fighting for the ancestors, and we should not give up any inch of land!

No matter what decision you make, our great China will definitely defend it to the death!

I know those enemies are very strong and we cannot defeat them at all, but we just need to express our attitude with our own actions!

We are their enemies!

No matter who it is! If you dare to destroy our country and destroy my race, I will dare to fight with them with blood! To the end!"

His eyes were red, and he shouted these last four words with excitement.

Because of the excitement of his emotions, he breathed a little.

There was silence around.

The only thing left is the voice of translation.

Even if the tone of the translation is calm, the effect is not one-tenth of that of the old man just now.

But they could still see the bloodiness engraved in their bones from that words.

That is the dragon roar from that red country.

A hundred years ago, they used their actions, endless blood and fire to practice these words to the end.

Therefore, no one dares to doubt the authenticity of this statement.

Beo, standing on the platform, quietly stared at the breathing senior official. Such a meeting was held by them, the Medalik tribe.

But as he said, the Medaleks never talked about ideals, but only about reality, and almost no one like this old man made such a speech.

Then, it was the humiliation that lasted hundreds of years, like the old man's mouth, like a broken spine dog...

"I agree with the Chinese side's speech." At this time, a senior Russian official raised his hand and said, "We are never afraid of war, and we are even more afraid of death. We are willing to defend our dignity and faith with the Chinese side."

"I agree."

"I agree too!"

As the two five permanent members spoke, some other allied countries also spoke one after another, while some countries that remained silent looked at Leon.

Although the current rice grains are far less appealing than before, as long as he speaks, there will still be a large number of Western countries following him.

He glanced around, took a deep breath, and said, "I agree, I still have to settle my million-dollar blood debt with them."

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

"Even if we cannot win, we must make them pay the price they deserve!"

With his words, Britain, France, Germany and other countries also agreed to the confrontation bill.

Then, some neutral countries also expressed their opinions.

At this moment, there are no contradictions, no disputes of interests, and no boundaries between countries. They are a community of shared future called "humanity".

At this moment, they only have one enemy - the Atruman Empire!

Beo stood on the platform, listening to what came from his ears, and for the one who would win the battle of defeat, he closed his eyes tremblingly.

Fight a battle of defeat.

He still couldn't understand this behavior, but the throbbing in his heart and the already cold blood on his body were boiling and burning at this moment, as if he was about to gush out.

"This battle may not necessarily lose."

At this time, the sound from the door attracted the attention of everyone present.

They turned around and saw Daniel walking in from the door.

"You are the one who stopped those aliens..."

"My name is Danier, a Britannian." Danier smiled, "I believe you should know my identity."

"The earthlings in parallel worlds." said a senior official.

"That's right." Daniel said, "Although it was a coincidence that we came to this world, we are both humans and will never sit idly by and watch humans be destroyed by foreign races."

"Can you still block the subsequent attack?"

Daniel shook his head.

"No, it is not possible to rely solely on our strength, but my world can." A glimmer of light flashed in Daniel's eyes, "There are my teachers, my classmates, and many existences with the same strength as me.

There, the technology is more advanced than it is now. They have exoskeleton armor that is more advanced than the Yatrumans. They have powerful mechas that can destroy starships, and we are not without starships.

We are even more blessed by powerful heroes from history.”

"Heroic spirit, it's the one who smashed the moon..."

"It's not just him, this gentleman."

Daniel stared at the voice.

"Humanity is greater and stronger than you think. This battle may not be guaranteed to win, but it is definitely not a battle of defeat.
Chapter completed!