I Have A Martial Dao World

After the nuclear explosion, the air was filled with blackish-grey dust, gloomy and dim, also permeated with an acrid and offensive odor.

Witnessing this devastation, the leaders of various countries became keenly aware—Lu Yao had the ability to effortlessly level cities, and he could fly!

The heads of the seven nations, who had endured the trials of World War I, immediately made their decisions!

Chamberlain removed his suit and took off his tie, speaking up first:

"Gentlemen, it's clear this madman isn't joking! From now on… whether for our nation or our lives, we must use all our strength!"

The centuries-old Vampire's eyes were enchantingly sharp, and the surging power of his blood made his pupils emit a red glow, signaling he was in prime condition.

Lincoln, struggling to contain his anger, ordered, "Start a national broadcast immediately, I need the power of the people!"

These days, radios were like televisions, indispensable in every household.

Federal government staff, well-prepared, immediately broadcasted Lincoln's recording:

[Fellow citizens! Our nation, our cherished freedom, is under attack by a villain!]

[We mustn't let the villain's plot succeed! Great American people! Mobilize and defend the nation!]

In the midst of the President's inspiring speech, the belief and will of the people to defend their country rapidly rose, converging into the Falling Petal Divine Axe like a tidal wave.

The Divine Axe shone even more brilliantly, and a "scale" slowly formed behind Lincoln's head.

Upon seeing this, many exclaimed in surprise, "Divinity!!!"

Amassing the faith and will of all beings to transform into Divinity was the pinnacle of Western Divine Path practice.

There were similar methods in the East, but long-term immersion in the power of incense and prayers would reshape one's personality, and coupled with the suppression from governments throughout history, it had become quite rare.

Meanwhile, at a distance, numerous reporters with supernatural powers, along with the Federation's citizens, were watching the battle.

Seeing the "radiant scales" behind their President, they mistook it as a symbol of "justice and judgment," and couldn't help cheering loudly:

"What sacred radiance! President Lincoln must surely be a god of justice!"

"Feels very stern; he might be the god of judgment, or the god of law!"

...

But Lu Yao and other powerhouses found their expressions exceedingly strange.

Those who were close could feel it very clearly, the will contained within Lincoln's scales undeniably represented "robbery" and "plunder"!?

It was precisely this will that tried to infiltrate Lu Yao's body, prompting Lu Yao to mock on the spot, "President Sir has actually condensed a Divinity of Plunder, which doesn't quite fit your image, does it~"

But the Westerners present quickly came to accept this fact.

These people have historically revered plunder as an honor, and a country founded by slave owners having a President who condensed a Divinity of Plunder was quite normal.

Lincoln himself didn't find anything inappropriate with his Divinity.

A significant reason he was able to win the Civil War was that he established an "armed tax collection force," obtaining war funds from various sources.

At that moment, Lincoln raised the Falling Petal Divine Axe high and declared righteously, "I, the God of Federal Taxation, will stand steadfastly in front of you all!"

Having said that, he stepped forward to undertake the most perilous task—confronting Lu Yao head-on!

The Westerners looked on with admiration and respect, saying one after another, "Thank you for your sacrifice!"

Lu Yao, with a mocking look, turned to Clementeau.

The French Premier was always followed by a woman wearing a hood, who must have been exceptional.

Not hiding anything, Clementeau lifted his wand and pointed, and the woman removed her hood, revealing a pale, ashen face, stark white hair, and pitch-black eyes.

At the same time, she drew her weapons, a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, ready for battle.

[Saint Joan of Arc!]

The historical ties between England and France ran deep; Chamberlain recognized who it was at a glance and then cast a profound look at Clementeau, inwardly scornful:

"To actually turn the sages of their own country into undead, how beastly,"

Reviving the long-sleeping dead as tools for battle has always been a great desecration, no matter the time or place.

At this moment, regardless of their race, all the foreigners looked at the French prime minister with contempt in their eyes. But from beginning to end, no one spoke up, lest they reveal any information.

Clementeau said with a grim face, "The killing and destruction this madman just performed have filled this place with extremely negative emotions, which are just perfect for high-level undead to exert their power!"

With the capital turned into such a ghastly state, negative emotions were of course abundant.

Seeing that his allies were ready, Lincoln immediately released the anger in his heart and shouted, "Let's go!"

With that, he raised the Divine Axe high and charged in.

"Saint Joan of Arc," wielding both sword and shield, followed closely behind; Chamberlain and the other vampires provided support in the middle, while Clementeau, the caster, was at the very rear.

A battle that caught the attention of the whole world thus began.

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After Lincoln manifested his divine office, his power had taken a qualitative leap. The sweep of his Divine Axe was powerful enough to split a battleship in two!

He believed—if the opponent dared to catch it with his hand again, he would surely split his entire arm open!

Lu Yao didn't use his hand to catch it, he sidestepped slightly to avoid the attack, and at the same time, he threw a punch with his other hand.

In that moment, a fierce cry of "Hey ya!" sounded, and Saint Joan of Arc, trailing a trajectory that tore through the air, arrived in an instant from behind and unleashed a "Shield Bash" to meet Lu Yao's punch!

In the colossal boom that followed, fist met shield, creating a massive shockwave that exploded outwards!

Saint Joan of Arc's legs sank into the ground, plowing a trench nearly a hundred meters long before the force was dissipated, but she had actually blocked the punch!

Lu Yao took a small step back, and the rear ranks took the opportunity to use their skills.

Chamberlain gathered his blood energy into a blood-red whip and furiously wrapped it around Lu Yao. While pulling to restrict his movements, he also tried to corrode his body.

Clementeau waved his staff swiftly, casting "Binding Curse," "Petrification," and "Collapse" in rapid succession within two or three seconds to slow down Lu Yao's speed.

The two were clever, choosing control skills from the start to gain a lot of turnaround time.

"Saint Joan of Arc," having adjusted herself, let out another fierce cry, shattered the air once more, and leaped forward in attack!

This female hero, although without consciousness, moved sword and shield with the fighting instinct she had in life. Her actions, resembling a magnificent dance of war, even deflected his punches.

This was clearly an extremely sophisticated martial technique—"Sword and Shield Dance"!

The two fiercely clashed, filling the air with the roaring and striking sounds of weapons and fists, deafening to the ear.

The land within a hundred meters was scooped out by the scattered energy in an instant, turning into a deep pit.

President Lincoln suddenly realized… in such an intense battle, he simply couldn't intervene!

At this moment, everyone involuntarily looked toward Clementeau, not expecting that he had such a trick up his sleeve.

Clementeau nodded with restraint. Reviving "Saint Joan of Arc" with his own hands, he originally planned to intimidate other nations with a public appearance to maintain his rule, while incidentally protecting the glory of France.

Now it seemed… not too bad at all.

Chamberlain exclaimed excitedly, "Saint Joan of Arc's power is extraordinary. We might actually be able to take down this Lu Yao today!"

All the foreigners agreed, finding the situation ironically amusing. Most of them in the arena were vampires, yet they were counting on a human hero from 500 years ago who had fought against them.

However, just at that moment, Saint Joan of Arc was seen retreating repeatedly, shield and sword in front of her in a defensive stance, as if she faced great danger.

Lu Yao stood calmly in place, with everything from his clothing to his hairstyle, aura, and demeanor unchanged from the initial encounter.

He nodded in satisfaction and said, "It seems you've all brought out your true abilities, so I should get a bit more serious as well…"

He had already ignited 180 Aperture Points, just missing the few on top of his head to construct an energy channel throughout his body.

Just now, he had only ignited 60 of them, but this time, he directly ignited 120.

Although the foreigners couldn't see the changes inside Lu Yao's body, they suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if their entire bodies were being squeezed by a heavy force!