Neo narrowed his eyes, and his gaze pierced through both space and the Void.
Soon, he located the source.
It was a man in shining golden armor, with long blonde hair and a heavy longsword, looking like a Viking.
He was located on a different continent, yet he was able to talk directly into the Department of War headquarters with ease.
The man, as if sensing Neo's prying eyes, smiled and waved his hand.
"You can kill me, but I will not truly die, Neo Godson. Just agree to my proposal. If they vote for you, I will not meddle in Earth's affairs anymore," the golden armored man replied.
Neo's abyssal eyes did not scare him in the slightest.
"What are you? A hero of democracy?" Neo could not help but laugh.
The golden armored man waved his hands.
