Chapter 204 [Dust-free Land]

"Is it difficult to do it? Then don't do it!"

Link's cold voice echoed throughout the conference room, and a majestic aura suddenly swept around him.
The originally silent conference hall was suddenly filled with a hurricane, with a roar of noise.

The documents, pens, and other sundries on the conference table were blown away by the invisible wind.

Those powerful congressmen who were originally timid and afraid of death, huddled under the conference table in a panic.
Some of them were even physically weaker than before. Under such intense mental stimulation, their bodies naturally reacted, emitting a slight stench and fishy smell.
They fled and hid in panic, screaming and shouting.
"Help! Help me!"

"Oh my god! What on earth is going on?"

"Who can save us!"

"I don't want to die, I can't die yet, I'm a member of Congress, you all should get out of my way, let me go first!"

Faced with the threat to their lives, this group of foolish, ignorant and greedy people in power exposed the filth and darkness in their hearts.

The light golden hair slowly rose up, Link's face was solemn, and his eyes were flashing with a scarlet light that made people feel chilled to the bone.

With his arms spread out to the sides, his body seemed to have turned into a cross of judgment hanging high in the air.

It was as if the gods had showered down their immense wrath.

"Now, you need to pay the price for angering the gods!"

"With the highest respect, welcome the "punishment" you deserve!"

Link raised one arm and pointed to the sky, like an angel announcing death.

The cyan light flickered on the fingertips, like a light invisible silk ribbon wrapped around them.
It kept spinning and compressing, and gradually emitted a low whistle.

"boom--"

Along with a piercing whistle, a blue spiral of air shot up from Link's fingertips.

The glass curtain at the top of the conference hall was shattered with lightning speed.

The glass shattered into pieces fell from the sky. Under the sweep of the high-speed airflow, the pieces of broken glass turned into sharp weapons.

Cut up and shred the expensive suits and luxurious clothes of the powerful congressmen hiding under the conference table.

Of course, after quickly cutting through the thin layer of clothing that these hypocritical beasts were wearing, the sharp glass fragments did not stop there.

The glass fragments turned into sharp blades, spinning repeatedly at high speed, slicing, cutting, and embedding their exposed flesh and blood.
"No!"

"Help!"

"Oh my God!"

"Aaaaaaaah my balls!"

"You devil!"

"You will not have a good ending!" The hypocritical maggots who had been so high-sounding not long ago wailed helplessly, their bodies bloody and mangled. The strong smell of blood mixed with the strange smell of various complex excremental substances gradually filled the air.

Link frowned slightly, and folded his raised hand slightly.

The blue energy glow continued to spread from Link's body.

The shattered glass curtain gap erupted with a whistling sound, just like a shattered oxygen tank, with a constant hissing sound of airflow.
It was as if this relatively closed space suddenly came to outer space.
The huge difference in air pressure caused the gas in the conference room to suddenly rush out towards the only gap - the gap in the glass curtain above the dome.

Link, who already possessed a strong physique, no longer needed to perform the breathing required by conventional carbon-based organisms to maintain normal life activities.
But the powerful members of the council in the meeting hall suffered great sin;
The air in the conference room quickly became thinner, and the oxygen that humans desperately needed was rapidly decreasing in an instant.

There were sharp gasps, they tried their best to breathe, their faces flushed, and they hurriedly untied their ties to look like gentlemen.
The air that used to be so easily available to them has now become so precious.
"Uh--"

"I...we...will wait for you in...hell..."

Time passed by, and Link watched coldly.

The faces of the dignitaries below gradually turned from red to purple, their eye sockets bulged out, bloodshot, and veins popped out on their necks.
They tried their best to grab the remaining collar at their necks, as if this would allow them to breathe a little more air.
Of course, there were also many who, out of a deep fear of death, tried their best to climb on the ground, raised their hands high, and stretched them out in a supplicating manner towards Link hanging in the air.

Praying for God's forgiveness and salvation.

When the oxygen content in the air drops below 10%, suffocation, coma, or even death may occur.
Right now, for example, a number of powerful councillors have begun foaming at the mouth and have collapsed to the ground, helplessly thrashing their trembling legs, their eyes white and rolled upward.

"pat-"

With a light snap of his fingers, the high-speed air flow gradually calmed down.

Looking at the dignitaries lying on the ground, their bodies scattered and their lives unknown,

Link couldn't even feel a wave of emotion.
Just like the commander who launched a surprise attack on the enemy area with lightning speed, he has no Polish character in his heart.

All of this is naturally Link's [Elemental Power]——[Hurricane Dragne]

It is just one of the techniques derived from the element of wind, which has the infinite power to pierce through hurricanes. It can be regarded as a simple method of application.

Link prefers to call it the "Dustless Land".
Specially designed to clean up these termites and garbage.

After all, aren't the reasons why these powerful congressmen gathered together trying to control the most powerful force in the world and have it controlled by others under such high-sounding reasons?

Perhaps they thought self-righteously: first make a seemingly euphemistic but tentative request,
If Link agrees, that would be the best outcome. Then he would take his time, push his luck, and get ahead of others.
If Link refuses, then use a delaying tactic to stabilize Link before making plans.

I have to say that the ideas of these hypocritical humans are extremely perfect.

However, man proposes, God disposes. They never expected that Link would be so ruthless and cruel, and would overturn the negotiation table without hesitation.
Since then, the negotiations have broken down.

As for whether Link cares about the consequences of doing such a thing?
That's great.
Link just needs a so-called formal reason to expand his territory.

The Supreme Being, Ruler of the Earth, Ruler of Spirits, God of the Elements, is coming to His loyal America.

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(End of this chapter)