I made up myths in America

Chapter 131 Primitive Sacrifice
"Oh, God."

At this moment, in the Pentagon conference room, many people could hardly believe what they were seeing.

Is there something special beneath the Caribbean sea that could attract so many giant dragons at the same time?
As they looked at each other in disbelief, satellite images showed the seawater where the giant dragons had plunged in was violently churning and churning, rotating counterclockwise to form a huge deep-sea whirlpool.

Huge black shadows swam in the whirlpool, using their claws as weapons to tear large chunks of flesh from their companions without mercy, engaging in the most primal struggle, or rather, slaughter.

In no time, the deep-sea whirlpool that reached more than 9,000 meters underwater in the Puerto Rico Trench was completely stained deep red with dragon's blood.

Countless fish were drawn to the irresistible aroma of dragon's blood, a scent that evoked a primal, genetic craving.

To the stunned gazes of the sailors on the nearby fishing boats, the sea surface was covered with shimmering fish scales; they had never seen so many fish in their lives.

These fish, like moths to a flame, approached the massive whirlpool that stretched to the deep sea, but before they could even drink their fill of dragon's blood, they were swept away by the immense suction of the whirlpool into the Puerto Rico Trench, more than 9,000 meters below the surface.

"Gulu."

This scene, ancient and bloody, also reveals a primal beauty.

When someone captured this scene with a drone and posted it online, many people were stunned and speechless, staring blankly at their phone or computer screens.

Back at the New York Police Department headquarters, Professor Alan Heston watched the scene intently, stating with certainty, "This is an ancient sacrificial ritual. It's absolutely something that could make so many dragons willingly offer their lives. The mysterious being deep beneath the sea must be far superior to them in status."

Professor Alan Heston became more and more excited as he spoke. He bent down and looked at the world map that had been spread out beside him, searching for the locations where the dragons had performed sacrifices. After a while, he made a discovery and his eyes lit up. He drew a red circle near Puerto Rico in the Caribbean Sea on the map.

"Found it! It's right above the Puerto Rico Trench. I remember it's one of the deepest trenches in the world because of the collision between the Atlantic and Caribbean plates."

"So, what's down there, a dragon of even higher status than these giant dragons?"

George Gently, standing nearby, frowned and asked.

"It cannot be determined at this time."

Although he was just a folklorist, Professor Alan Heston was very rigorous in his academic pursuits.

He pushed up his glasses, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and said, "Based on the current intelligence, I can only say that this possibility is very high. Moreover, those dragons deliberately created this deep-sea whirlpool and attracted those fish. Perhaps the giant dragon sleeping in the deep sea, or the Dragon King, is in a weak state, so it needs a lot of nutrients to replenish itself."

At this point, Professor Alan Heston paused and said, "So, if you believe He poses a threat to the United States, it's best to do something before this sacrificial ceremony is completed; that's my intuition as a folklorist."

The same conversation took place inside the Houses of Parliament in the UK.

Although his attire and manner of speaking resembled that of a private detective, Lox, who was essentially a folklorist, made the same deduction as Professor Alan Heston.

However, given how far the Caribbean Sea is from Britain and how close it is to the United States, to be honest, the British officials present were not very alarmed, and even harbored a bit of a "let's watch the show" mentality.

Seeing Smaug, whom they had almost captured, succumb to the fierce battle and its massive body sink to the seabed in the satellite footage, still pained them deeply. This was a genuine dragon, after all.

In myths and legends, countless epic heroes became invulnerable to weapons, possessed immense strength, and were immune to all diseases simply by bathing in dragon blood.

Such a large and precious treasure, just like that, gone?!

For many cabinet ministers who are already quite old, this is practically like cutting off a piece of their own flesh.

Meanwhile, the older King Charles clutched his chest, silently cursing the incompetent Rear Admiral Jude Terry a hundred times in his mind.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the sacrificial ceremony was drawing to a close, and even if the US military wanted to do something, it was too late.

Currently, only deep-sea submersibles can reach depths of over 9,000 meters in the ocean; even launching nuclear missiles would be useless against them.

Boom! Boom! !
As the other three dragons, locked in battle, sank to the bottom of the sea, the deep-sea whirlpool that had mercilessly swallowed tens of thousands of tons of fish finally calmed down. A deep, muffled heartbeat, audible to everyone, echoed from the depths of the ocean, more than nine thousand meters below the surface.

At that moment, on the islands near the Caribbean Sea, people thought they could hear the sea thumping.

Many Black or Native American people knelt on the ground, their expressions devout, praying for divine protection.
But clearly the gods did not heed their prayers.

"Boom! Boom! Rumble—"

In an instant, dark clouds gathered on the sea, forming a black vortex that swallowed the light like a black hole, chilling everyone who saw it.

Especially at this moment, the sea suddenly shed its reserved disguise and began to boil violently, with the waves rising higher and higher.

A massive tsunami, stretching for tens of kilometers, has begun to form. Waves rise one after another, and if viewed from above, the sea appears as if it were a crumpled piece of blue paper, with waves crashing one after another, shocking everyone present.

The hurricane swept in out of nowhere, and the final tsunami began to take shape. As it rapidly advanced, the waves piled up and grew higher and higher.

On the island of Puerto Rico, which was directly in front of it, hundreds of thousands of local residents turned pale with fright and their eyes were filled with horror.

Some people are kneeling and praying for divine protection, some are making the sign of the cross and reciting passages from the Bible, and some have closed their eyes in despair, not believing that they can survive this terrible natural disaster.

But just as everyone who saw this scene via satellite held their breath in astonishment.

This massive tsunami, seemingly capable of swallowing the heavens and earth, did not advance straight ahead and submerge Puerto Rico. Instead, it veered slightly, rising higher and higher, and swept diagonally toward Washington at an astonishing speed.

No, we didn't do anything to you, did we?

In the Pentagon conference room, many people were stunned by what they saw.

(End of this chapter)