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Chapter 190: Chapter 136: ‘God’, ‘Intention’ , and ‘Great Grandmaster’ (Please Subscribe)

River City, Triangle Building.

The people had already been evacuated, and a subspace seemed to appear and disappear mid-air.

Strewn across the ground were countless bodies of strange creatures.

“Councilor Yorke, the third round of heavy firepower has ended, and less than twenty percent of the alternate space remains,” someone reported. “Initiate the plan for individual soldiers to clear out the remaining riff-raff!” William Yorke whispered.

A middle-aged man in a uniform solemnly nodded and began to make arrangements.

Although the Federation highly values Martial Arts, at the moment, technology is still a key weapon against the subspace.

However, how long technology will remain a threat is an uncertain factor.

From the previous efficacy of ordinary firearms, to now, where even large-scale weapons are somewhat powerless.

The longer this drags on, the less of a threat firearms pose to subspace creatures.

“Councilor Yorke, the Speaker has sent a message for you to launch the second round of the plan.”

The communicator who was arranging the plan of individual soldiers received the message and immediately reported it.

William Yorke nodded, and said, “Send a message to Carson Dutton. The plan begins. ”

The communicator nodded hurriedly and began operations immediately.

A sense of firm decision and a touch of sentimentality were visible in William Yorke’s eyes.

“What a long tug-of-war!”

He muttered to himself.

Time passed, and a year had transpired in the blink of an eye.

“Bang!”

bottle on the ground was kicked away

Milton questioned with a calm

a face of helplessness

some key elements. There has been some

“What are we missing?”

“I don’t know.”

simmered within

many years, the Research Institute got whatever they asked for, but there was

compilation of the Eighth Grade Martial Arts Record was still nowhere

so many Fighting Techniques over the years, whatever they asked for, I complied. Now, there’s not even a hint of

all your responsibilities to Victoria White, and take charge of the Research

you half a year. There must be some progress. I don’t need the Eighth Grade Martial Arts Record, but I at least

serious and he solemnly nodded in

Martial Arts Record was the foundation to

Change’, the passion for

no one, the invasion

Sullivan bid farewell to Milton Cheney and

stood on the spot,

middle-aged man appeared next

asked, “What is it, Earl Lees? Just

time, a subspace creature with intelligence has

sentiment could be detected

alternate world invading them, but they did not expect them

lowered his hand and said, “Tell me the specific

will handle it

hint of fatigue which quickly

decision, it was hard to change, so

“A Disguiser?”

Lees’ hands and

type of subspace creature has

and can disguise themselves as humans. But perhaps due to

combat abilities and do not fear death. The

this, Milton Cheney nodded his