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"It seems Captain Marvel intends to use violence to make us submit, but humanity has stood up and is no longer at the mercy of aliens.

Long live humanity!"

Tom spoke with passionate fervor, his voice amplified throughout the venue, stirring a strong sense of shared honor and pride in the audience, resulting in thunderous and lasting applause.

Inside the private room.

Matthew exclaimed.

"It's fortunate this guy didn't emerge when I was running for president. This plan is a series of interconnected schemes, a complete and utter conspiracy."

The entire plan, from beginning to end, was orchestrated by Tom.

Quinn simply read the plan once and agreed.

After obtaining intelligence from another parallel universe.

Capture the Skrulls, call Captain Marvel back, and bind mutants and humans together as one.

"You, the Demon King, are watching this while they're shouting 'Long live humanity.'"

Tony's resentful voice rang out.

If it weren't for the support of the serum this time, I would have nearly died, worked to death.

"Of course, I'm watching from a seat. Although I'm the Demon King, I'm also human."

Quinn was very calm.

He never abandoned his identity as a human.

Or rather, he uses whatever is convenient.

"Next, please welcome the leader of the Devil Group, Mr. Quinn, to speak."

As soon as Tom finished speaking, everyone widened their eyes in shock.

Demon King!

If they hadn't misheard, he said the Demon King would appear.

It should be known that since the Demon King's debut, his appearances have been few and far between.

Countless people wanted to befriend him, encounter him, or climb into his bed, but they couldn't even catch a glimpse of him.

Countless people twisted their heads in all directions.

Eagerly trying to find the figure wearing the cape.

Until they saw the scarlet cape fluttering in the sky, and the figure wearing black battle armor.

In the next second, all the cameras were aimed at that figure, and all the spectators stood up.

Calling out with fervor.

Clapping desperately.

Some even took off their underwear and threw it into the sky.

Quinn landed on the podium and slowly began to speak.

"Quiet."

The audience instantly fell silent, even the reporters stopped pressing the shutter.

"Sit down."

Just like military training, everyone found their place and sat down, those without seats simply sat on the ground, obeying all the Demon King's commands.

Tom, who had retreated to the back, had a fanatical look in his eyes, as if he were looking at his god.

His previous speech may have seemed simple, but it was indeed profound, mobilizing emotions, emotional resonance, and goal orientation, each of which he had carefully crafted.

But the leader only needed to say a word, and everyone's emotions would be driven involuntarily.

This is the strong.

Humans worship the strong, humans follow the strong, humans crave the strong.

"I'm here today to announce one thing.

I will rule this country."

"After I rule this country, I will further rule the world, even the entire Earth, and everyone will be my subject."

As soon as this was said, everyone around the world changed their expressions drastically.

"If you have any questions, you can ask them."

No one responded.

Everyone's gaze changed from respect to awe, even fear.

Until a hand was raised at this moment.

"I have a question."

Everyone turned their attention to it.

It was a teenager who didn't seem to be of age yet, with a hint of nervousness and unease on his face.

He stood there, facing the gaze of the entire audience, took a deep breath, and mustered his courage.

"Demon King, I want to ask, are you going to rule the world through war?"

He asked it directly?

The crowd discussed.

Quinn looked at the teenager with a gentle smile on his face, and he gently shook his head.