Lin Mo hovered a hundred meters in the air and slowly descended beside Brant, his voice indifferent and mocking, "Why have you stopped running?"
"You... you are a devil..." Brant trembled all over, his eyes quivering with fear, as he looked at Lin Mo, one of the Three Giants of the Blood Prison Organization.
"You still owe me one punch," Lin Mo said coldly. He threw a punch through the air, and a Qi Force that stretched for thousands of kilometers struck Brant, burying his body into the ground. His internal organs burst, and even his brain matter shattered completely.
Brant, one of the Three Giants of the Blood Prison, a Half-step Martial God Level powerhouse, was executed by Lin Mo!
A single sword strike took out two yt Annihilation Fighters and New Russia was watching, eyes wide with disbelief.
Even those yt Annihilation Fighters were obliterated by Lin Mo, which made the special forces commander Raff and a group of Special Ops soldiers wearing scarlet realize for the first time what real despair felt like.
In the face of such a super-powerful being, all the destructive-level planes, cannons, and rocket launchers were useless; who could possibly stop his march?
Lin Mo faced a row of soldiers like an iron wall and walked toward them as if treading on a gentle breeze.
Three hundred meters!
Two hundred meters!
One hundred meters!
No one dared to shoot, and they respectfully and shockingly opened a pathway for him.
"You useless fools, what are you doing, open fire and kill him!" the special forces commander Raff roared frantically.
Lin Mo stood still, his expression indifferent like a Killing God, his voice authoritative and ice-cold, "I hold no grudge against any of you and do not like to kill the innocent. I've come to Russia solely for revenge against the Blood Prison. However, anyone who chooses to be the Blood Prison's lapdog shall unquestionably be killed by me!"
Having said that, Lin Mo flicked his finger, and a Finger Strength penetrated the head of Raff, the special forces commander.
Blood splattered, and his resolute killing intent terrified everyone.
After doing all this, the soldiers present had already been scared out of their wits.
Yet Lin Mo, unpreoccupied, continued to walk forward with an indifferent expression. Each step he took, though seeming slow, placed him hundreds of meters away, like an Immortal performing Shrinking Ground to Inches.
For such a transcendent powerhouse, who could take down Annihilation Fighters, tanks, and missiles with a single individual's strength, the fear of the soldiers behind him was now mixed with a hint of admiration and awe for the mighty.
This has been a part of human nature since ancient times, akin to the way society today idolizes successful people and billionaires, but that adoration didn't even come close to a hundredth of what Lin Mo commanded at that moment.
No matter how advanced the technology, how modern the society, the pursuit of personal power is endless. Lin Mo had transcended the mundane trappings of authority, wealth, and status to become an existence like a God.
"Riya" was the capital of New Russia, backed by a vast Huang Mo Desert for an easy retreat and escape.
Among the most famous structures in Riya was a sixty-story tower-like skyscraper, the hub of all of New Russia, controlling the nation's wealth and military forces.
At that moment, President Ke, the defense secretary, and several generals were seated around an oval conference table.
In front of them was a massive screen, transmitting live battlefield footage.
Seeing the images on the screen, everyone's hearts began to fill with fear and trepidation!
"Lord Brant was so easily executed by him! He could even resist our Annihilation Fighters and Destructive Missiles, and he emerged Unscathed?"
In the conference room, there was dead silence. Everyone's expression was frozen in shock as they stared at everything unfurling on the screen.
Even the Annihilation Fighters couldn't kill Lin Mo, what could they possibly use against him?
"He's heading this way, we should retreat quickly!" the people cried out in horror.
"Retreat? It's all over!" President Ke said, his face pale, as he collapsed into the presidential chair.
Just then, the two guards standing at the doorway of the conference room flew in, slamming onto the floor, turning into two heaps of flesh.
Everyone's expressions changed in alarm as they whipped their heads around, only to see a Huaxia youth of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with his hands clasped behind his back, slowly stepping inside.
"That youth from Huaxia who single-handedly blasted our Annihilation Fighters and Destructive Missiles into oblivion?"
In an instant, including President Ke and a host of generals, all stood up, their eyes filled with a hint of fear as they watched this young man from Huaxia.
"Respected sir, we had no intention of opposing you. It's all Blood Prison's orders, we had no choice," President Ke trembled inexplicably, and he couldn't even dare to look directly at Lin Mo as he spoke in a quivering voice.
The President Mansion was heavily guarded, and the battlefield was still hundreds of kilometers away from their location. Lin Mo had arrived here in such a short time, silently, without alerting the guards. If he went on a rampage, who here could subdue him?
Lin Mo glanced over everyone, his demeanor calm as he said, "I'm not interested in annihilating your little country, but if you dare to obstruct me, I wouldn't mind wiping out a nation alone."
The people exchanged looks. With Lin Mo's strength, he indeed had the capability to do so, and no one doubted his determination to wield his power. After all, he was just one person, not representing a country or an organization, and could therefore act without any reservations.
President Ke and the gathered generals had cold sweat streaming down their foreheads. Although the temperature in the room was hot, everyone felt a chill as if they were on the Siberian Ice Field.
By the time President Ke looked up again, the youth at the door had left after issuing his warning.
The people could finally breathe a sigh of relief as Lin Mo's departure felt like a massive boulder had been lifted from their hearts. They doubted that if Lin Mo had stayed much longer, their hearts might not have withstood the terror and exploded!
"Mr. President, if he really can wipe out Blood Prison and not harm us, this is actually good news for us," the President's female secretary, who was quite attractive, suddenly spoke up.
Upon hearing her words, the faces of those present changed noticeably.
Blood Prison controlled their military power, and they had always wanted to shake off Blood Prison's grip, but the national Military Department's strength was too weak. Moreover, with Blood Prison's people infiltrating the army, it was virtually impossible.
However, if Lin Mo could annihilate Blood Prison, perhaps they could completely free themselves from Blood Prison's clutches.
"This should be the place," Lin Mo had arrived at the desert behind Riya. This desert, like an ocean of sand and soil, undulated and stretched boundlessly. Standing amidst it, one could feel a sense of desolation bestowed by nature.
Lin Mo's Divine Sense swept hundreds of kilometers, searching for Blood Prison's base, and finally detected several strong, bloody auras within the desert.
"Blood Prison, I'm here. Do you still wish to scurry and hide like rodents?" Lin Mo stood tall and proud, his voice thunderous, piercing the heavens.
About three or four meters above the desert sand, Lin Mo's eyes were filled with a cold, murderous intent!
The Blood Prison Organization had provoked him time and time again, and Lin Mo's anger would not be quelled until he obliterated them.