Chapter 1187 Fierce Debate

"The power of the curse has increased!"

"Although he was suppressed in the end, that guy must have been seriously injured!"

"The self is split, and the greedy beast will eventually be swallowed up by desire..."

"It's a pity that he is still hiding deep in the [Shenzhou Barrier], and we cannot take advantage of such a good opportunity."

"Don't worry, the power of [Desecration of the Stone Tablet] is irreversible. The pollution has already corroded most of the soul. Sooner or later, he will become corrupted and twisted, and he may even deal a heavy blow to [China]."

Malicious whispers echoed in the dark temple, and the sticky and strange energy spread around, twisting matter into indescribable blasphemy.

On the other side of the world, all of Japan's top officials were gathering in a closed conference room, trembling with excitement as they looked at the documents in their hands.

"My dear friends, what do you think?"

Wearing a traditional Japanese white kimono, Kamiya Akiko sat in the main seat and looked around expressionlessly.

"Your Highness, this is a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity!"

An old man in black robe stood up excitedly, the veins in his neck twisted with excitement, and his face was filled with an abnormal blush.

"But the price is too high. Not only do we have to exhaust our treasury reserves, but we also have to mobilize elite forces to participate in the expedition. By then, we may not even have the manpower to suppress the alien channels."

"Yes, the local defense line is so empty. What if the [Angel of Chaos] comes?"

Before Kamiya Akiko could say anything, a mature and prudent minister immediately spoke out in opposition. For a while, the conference room was as busy as a vegetable market.

"Because of an illusory goal, you have been gathering heavy troops on the mainland? What if the [Angel of Chaos] never comes from the beginning to the end?"

"You are just taking a chance. Once the [Angel] lands, with the depth of our strategy, it will be a disaster that will destroy the country!"

As soon as these words came out, the conference room fell into a brief silence. Everyone's faces looked like they were constipated, and their facial features were wrinkled in discomfort.

Yes, Japan's strategic depth is really pitiful. A strip of islands, no matter where it is on the country, is "just a stone's throw" from the coastline.

What's even worse is that the capital, Tokyo, is right on the seaside. Normally it's quite fun to develop the economy, but when it encounters a threat from the ocean, it becomes a Muggle in an instant.

In fact, in private, Kamiya Akiko has quietly moved the command center to Kyoto.

Although it's not far from the coastline, it has Osaka and Nara in front of it, and is surrounded by mountains in the back, so it can buy a certain amount of reaction time.

"With the Pacific Rim Agreement, the problem of [Chaos Angel] should not be borne by our family. When the time comes, we only need to delay for a while, and the experts from PPDC will come to solve the problem!"

"Haha, but we still have to have enough strength to hold off until reinforcements arrive. If most of the country is reduced to ruins, what's the use even if they defeat the [Angels] in the end?"

A sinister old man sneered, his tone full of ridicule.

"Even if the country is reduced to ruins, we can get a new continent!"

He slapped the information in his hand onto the table, and the old man in black robe stared at him without showing any signs of weakness, his excited eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

"No earthquakes, no tsunamis, no typhoons, warm spring-like weather all year round, four million square kilometers of priority!"

The two sides looked at each other across the conference table. The old man in black robe vigorously poked the satellite map on the table. His mood suddenly calmed down and he spoke quietly in a tone with a biting chill.

"If you miss this opportunity, the empire will never be able to turn around. You are all sinners!"

In the tense atmosphere, the sinister old man's eyes flickered slightly and he fell into a long silence.

A rich mainland land, this is a dream that many generations of Japanese people are willing to sacrifice their lives for, but it is still elusive!

Once, they took advantage of the spiritual energy tide to reach its lowest point, bet on the fate of the whole country, and extended their claws and claws against the kind and terrifying "Celestial Kingdom" that was always on their heads like gods.

It was okay in the early days, but once they touched the opponent's core territory, the nightmare shadow easily overwhelmed them, vividly and vividly educating them on what it means that your uncle will always be your uncle...

After that, he was castrated by Omi, and the entire Japan seemed to have its spine broken, and could never regain its previous energy.

More than 100 million people are crowded together on the narrow archipelago, and they are crazily swept away by thousands of earthquakes, dozens of typhoons, and tsunamis every year.

After finally waiting for the spiritual energy to recover, the few remaining secret realms with development value have to be eaten up by the Seven Gods. As a landowner, Japan can only pick up the unwanted leftovers. How aggrieved is this?

If we continue to suppress it like this, the entire nation will either become perverted in silence or explode in silence!

But look at the map, there is a father on both sides of the east and west, and there is a hairy child on the top of the head...

Forget it, let’s break out with a hammer, let’s just pervert in silence…

But in such a desperate situation, a piece of rich land with up to four million square kilometers was thrown in front of them. Even the Yinjie old man himself was drooling with greed, but his greed was suppressed by reason.

That is the [Mechanicum]... No, the seven gods together cannot swallow such a big cake. Otherwise, how would there be a chance for Japan to take its turn to participate in this gluttonous feast?

If we really have to wait for the [Mechanicum] to gain a firm foothold and the Seven Gods start dividing the cake, let alone four million square kilometers, even four square kilometers will not be left!

That old fellow Miyagawa Asahi was right, this was indeed a rare opportunity in a thousand years, and the window period was extremely short, almost fleeting!

Once Japan misses this "shuttle bus", Japan may have only one option: to huddle on its home islands forever, until... it is completely swallowed up by [China]...

There was a trace of struggle in his eyes, and the unwillingness and anger in the sullen old man's chest were like poisonous snakes gnawing at his heart, forcing him to agree with the opinions of his political opponents!

"Miyagawa... you are right, this is indeed a rare opportunity in a thousand years, and it may be our last chance..."

Hearing that his political opponent had surrendered, the old man in black robes showed a look of surprise in his eyes. The two sides had been fighting for a lifetime, and he had never seen the other party look so decadent.

"but……"

When the conversation changed, the sullen old man cheered up and looked solemnly at the silent Akiko Kamiya.

"Your Highness, I still insist on my opinion. The threat of [Chaos Angel] is like a thorn in my back. Moreover, even if we empty our treasury and gather elites to support the front line, the final winner of the war may not be us humans!"

"The Seven Gods have enough confidence to bear such a loss, but we don't have such a foundation!"