"Hello everyone, everyone, it's ABC special news time. I'm now over Manhattan, and Central Park is below. I just received the news that the demons were discovered here again, and we will broadcast them live for you."

"Oh, look, at 10 o'clock, there is a situation there, hurry up, go quickly."

The camera pulled towards a corner of the park with the command of the host, where the Delacott Theater is located. This open-air theater, which holds Shakespeare's drama every summer, has now become a carnival venue for the orcs of Hell. Countless sheep-headed men are chasing innocent tourists here, cruelly chopping off their heads with long sickles in their hands and hanging them around their waists. A huge tauren wielding a giant axe to cut off a stone pillar next to the stage.

As hell orcs, their master, the great devil Azazle, did not give them a clear goal, but sent someone to tell them to vent their heart's content before setting off. So, the crazy killing appeared in the center of Manhattan.

"Oh my God, these poor people, due to the devil-killing situation in New York City during that period, although someone will come to rescue them later, the casualties will still not be a small number. Let's pray for them together." The host was at a high level of safety and pretended to wipe tears that did not exist at all.

The demons who were venting their killing instincts did not notice that in the woods next to the theater, a group of black shadows were moving towards the place at high speed.

Whoosh, a crossbow arrow pierced into a sheep's head without a feather root. A group of plain-dressed demons rushed out of the woods, hitting the demons who were performing their ferociousness head-on, causing them a little panic.

"Oh my goodness, look at what we've seen, a group of new guardians are blocking these demons, who are they, let's pull the camera closer."

The sound from the TV attracted the attention of the old man sitting in front of the TV. He closed the book in his hand, held his chin with one hand, and watched the TV with interest.

The orcs who were tried in hell were not defeated by a sudden attack. The remaining sheep-headed demons gathered together as the shouts of the three taurens, waving their wide weapons to block the crossbow arrows shot at the vital parts.

Seeing that the orcs were prepared, the witch hunters quickly dispersed to find hidden objects. The years of fighting with the demons made them lose their reckless character long ago. They fought with the orcs head-on in a wide environment? They wanted to live two more years.

However, unlike what they imagined, the orcs did not launch an attack immediately. Instead, under the leadership of the leading tauren, the surrounding buildings were demolished and a line of defense was established around the theater stage.

Hansel hid behind the tree and frowned and looked at the orc opposite, "What's going on."

The other witch hunters shook their heads. They hadn't fought against organized demons for a long time and didn't know much about the enemy's habits.

"Idiot, hurry up and rush over, they are expanding the hell passage!" Two Holy See knights rushed out from behind the witch hunter and took the lead in attacking the demon's defense.

The witch hunters were shocked. The extremely powerful Holy See knights in their hearts were so panicked. The enemy's follow-up actions must be extraordinary.

Seeing the demon hunters rush out of the bunker and launch an attack on the demons at any cost, the camera in the sky also aimed at them, "Look, what a brave warrior, they used their fragile bodies to hit the demon's defense line. Oh my God, the warrior was scratched by a sickle. It's too dangerous. Let's bless them in front of the TV."

Listening to the hypocritical concern of the host on TV, he was actually raising the ratings for his TV station. The old man sitting in front of the TV smiled slightly, and he was more interested in the situation on the battlefield.

"It seems that the new group of people are a bit in harmony with the Holy See. Haha, it's interesting. Then I'll give you some small tests."

As the words fell, there was suddenly no figure in the room, with only a TV playing and a single sofa opposite the TV. There was a book quietly spread out on the sofa, with the cover saying "History of America".

A two-story villa is located in a small woods outside Washington, surrounded by high walls. Every distance, a camera is vigilantly scanning the surroundings, and there are also scattered people in black suits patrolling the yard.

A middle-aged man with silver hair was sitting in the living room of the villa watching TV. The news was being played on the TV. The President appeared in the picture and gave a speech to the camera with a serious expression: "...The whole United States is indeed under some threats now, but just like since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the British, the German, the Japanese, and the Soviets, we always face various threats at different times, but we are never afraid of threats, because every threat will make us stronger. Moreover, now we have very strong allies to help us relieve this threat. I hope everyone will face the difficulties like me and work together to rescue it..."

Snake, the TV was suddenly turned off, and the silver-haired man threw the remote control to the ground and cursed: "This liar, thief, what qualifications do you have to lead the whole of the United States and see what you did. The demons all over the ground were caused by your cowardly policy. If we mobilized the army to use heavy weapons, this problem would have been solved long ago. We still need to find people all over the world to help, so that the whole world can see our jokes."

Papa, a burst of applause sounded behind him. He suddenly stood up and looked behind him. There were two fully armed bodyguards outside the door. No one quietly passed them and came behind him, but this impossible thing happened.

A kind old man stood there and put down his hands, and said to him with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions, but I just saw a poor man and couldn't help but want to help him."

The silver-haired man quietly pressed a button on his cuff and asked in disguise: "Who are you, who is the poor person?"

"Haha, don't call your subordinates. I just came in from the main entrance. They all know." The old man walked to the sofa beside the man, turned to him and said, "Don't mind if I sit down and talk." After that, he sat down and greeted the man like a master, "Come on, sit down."

The man swallowed and spitted. According to normal circumstances, the bodyguards outside should have flocked in now, but in fact there was no movement outside the door. When he thought of the demons and humans with various skills played on TV, he couldn't help but leave sweat beads from his temples.

He sat down stiffly and asked tremblingly, "What the hell do you want to tell me?"

"Oh, I just want to ask you, as a vice president who has been re-elected for two terms, don't you want to go further? Especially since you are so courageous and motivated, why can't you lead the United States to fight back toughly and let all mankind see the true strength of the world's No. 1 power?"

The man licked his lips. Such shallow words should have made him sneer, but there seemed to be a voice in his heart trying to persuade him to hear what he said. Since he can come to you without knowing it, maybe he has any more peculiar abilities. Anyway, you have fallen into his hands, so why not listen.

"You, what do you mean?"

"Haha, nothing, I just want to make a deal with you."

“What deal?”

"I let you get into that seat, and you just need to find something for me, it's very simple."

"What you said is specific."
Chapter completed!