From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 116 The Symphony of the Ocean (Bonus Chapter 3 for a 10,000 Yuan Reward)

Angus walked towards the sea in quick succession. Blessed by the holy light, he moved at an almost impossible speed from the remote church location, arriving near the port in a very short time.

Miami is bathed in sunshine again today. Under the bright sun, tourists from all over the world are comfortably sunbathing on the beach, while dockworkers are sweating as they load and unload cargo.

Ships were moored along the coast, and one after another they sailed into the harbor, creating a bustling scene.

If we tell them that an apocalyptic crisis is coming at this time, will they believe us?

Thinking of this, he glanced at the people around him, but the message conveyed by the cross made Angus frown even more deeply!
Because what he saw in these people was a sign of crisis and death; that is, if he did not intervene, these people would die quickly in the coming days.

That sea serpent actually possesses such terrifying power? How could it kill so many people in one go?
Angus realized that this was probably an exaggerated crisis no less severe than the Los Angeles tornado; it wasn't just a monster, but could also be a natural disaster!
I just don't know if this monster appeared out of thin air or if it's related to some deity.

Could it be that the monster could cause a terrible tsunami on this sea? Angus fell silent!
Tsunamis are not like hurricanes; their destructive power is far greater than that of storms!
If a tsunami were to make landfall in this city, even if only 5% of the city's tens of millions of people died, it would still be an unpredictable number!

The two may be far more than that; this will be a natural disaster that is difficult to count even in the entire history of America!
"You are just like me, able to see the future. No wonder you are a cardinal of the Papacy!" A familiar voice rang in Angus's ears. It was the man named Jose Carmen.

Upon hearing this, Angus seemed to understand something; this man also possessed the ability to see the future: "What did you see?"

“I saw a massive tsunami, a terrifying giant serpent, and a destroyed city!” José said. “You saw it too, didn’t you? The crisis of the apocalypse is threatening this city!”

Angus nodded. "That snake is called Atlas, a terrifying monster capable of causing immense disaster... Aren't you leaving?"

“This city is my missionary ground, I’m not leaving! Death and disaster are the best places to spread faith!” José said. “Why don’t you go first? Aren’t Catholics usually good at protecting themselves?”

José ironically pointed out that historically, many crises in Europe have led to the Pope's departure from his post.

An ordinary priest or bishop would probably be furious about this, but Angus was not. He understood the reason for the crisis from José's words.

Just as he guessed, it was a terrible monster crisis. It seemed that Pope Mario was right; the world had changed. The once peaceful world was now being invaded by special monsters.

Various threats will come one after another.
Demons, werewolves, vampires, otherworldly gods, and now an unknown sea monster has appeared...

Angus, of course, couldn't stand by and watch this happen, so he made a phone call to the golden retriever who was still in the white house.

"President, this is Angus!" His words were so urgent that the blond man who answered the phone was taken aback. "Cardinal Angus? Didn't you just go to Miami?"

“Yes, I’m in Miami right now!” Angus nodded. “I have something very important to tell you. Can you get in touch with the governor of Florida right now?”

Golden Hair's heart skipped a beat, "Something happened in Miami too?"

He didn't find it outrageous at all; it's true that when things happen a lot, people become numb to them.

“Yes, a tsunami is coming. I hope you can get the governor to intervene, close the beaches and shut down the port, and evacuate as many people as possible!” Angus said. “This massive tsunami will destroy this city!”

Upon hearing this, the golden retriever was completely stunned!

He didn't really want to believe Father Angus's words, but he knew he couldn't afford to gamble! If Miami were really swept away by the tsunami, the responsibility for this disaster would be far greater than that of 9/11!

That was a terrifying disaster that could turn America upside down, and he preferred to believe what the other party said!

"My God!" The blond man hung up the phone and immediately had someone contact the governor of Florida, who was also his biggest fan, Dementiez Rogrids!
He once wanted to include the other party in his cabinet, but of course it didn't happen in the end, but it still made their relationship better.

"Wow, my dear President, it's an honor that you've contacted me! Is there anything you'd like me to do? I can publish an article attacking Newland right now!" Santis's voice came through, making the blond man feel a surge of relief. This was a supporter after all, much better than those two-faced bastards.

The blond-haired man said directly, "Santis, immediately close the beaches and ports, and move the people on the shore inland. Be quick!"

"Huh?" Santis was dumbfounded when he heard this. "President, Miami Port is the largest port in Florida. More than 500 container ships come and go every day, as well as warships and yachts. We can't just close it down like that!"

He thought the golden retriever might have been talking too much and that a few words of advice from him would be enough.

The blond-haired man, of course, didn't see it that way. He shouted, "I'm not talking to you, Santis! This is an order, an executive order from the federal government: close the port immediately and get the ships out to sea!"

"You should have heard the news too. I won't hide it from you. Yes, all the news circulating throughout the country lately about supernatural beings, monsters, gods, and history is true!"

"The person who just went to your city is a cardinal appointed by the Pope himself. He just called me and said that your city is about to be hit by a tsunami!"

"I don't care what you think of me in the future, or how much we lose! Now, evacuate the people immediately and close the port! Be quick!"

"I will instruct the Pentagon to send their ships out of port. The affairs of Florida will now be in your hands!"

The golden retriever's roar reached Santis's ears, making his face turn extremely ugly!
This surprised the Florida residents who were meeting with him. They looked at the governor, who had just hung up the phone, and said, "Close the beaches and ports! Notify the police and National Guard! Declare martial law starting at the ports! Notify everyone in low-lying areas and tell them to evacuate the city! A tsunami is coming!"

After saying this, Santis seemed to have lost all his strength and slumped into his chair.

An aide tentatively suggested, "Your Excellency, could this be a miscalculation? After all... the sky outside is cloudless!"

The golden-haired man can talk nonsense as much as he wants because he is the president, but when they carry out orders, it is a huge gamble on their entire political career!
“I said, carry out the order!” Santis said in a low voice. “I don’t know what misjudgment there was, or whether these things are true or false, but I do know one thing: yesterday, the head of the Smith family donated one hundred million dollars to the church!”

Everyone present was stunned upon hearing this!
They knew very well what kind of family the Smiths were in Miami. As a true old money, old-school political family, even when DeSantis took office, they just made up an excuse to send him away and didn't even come.

They've never been seen donating to the church or soliciting donations from the Vatican; they're known as the city's notorious "tightwad family." And now they've actually donated a hundred million to the church?

No, what exactly did they see this time they went out?

These people naturally understood Santis's implication: since even the most conservative Smith family had begun to believe in supernatural powers, were they really going to maintain this situation and gamble that such a thing didn't exist?

"Your command, sir!" The crowd was finally jolted awake by the command and began to take action.

Meanwhile, the commander of America's Southern Forces in the Miami area also received orders from the Golden Retriever.

"What do you mean? You want us to send ships out from near Miami? Has the president gone mad?"

The general, receiving the order from the Pentagon, was shocked, wondering what his superior was up to this time. "What do you mean a tsunami is coming? We've been monitoring this for so long, how come I didn't know about a tsunami..."

Right in front of him, a red alarm blared throughout the command room.

The alarm beeping sound left him speechless.

On the large screen in front of them, a huge wall made of seawater was slowly being erected, and behind the wall, black shadows seemed to appear and disappear!
"There was no weather forecast, no meteorological warning, not even cumulonimbus clouds, so why would there be a tsunami?!" The staff officers who had just been complaining about the golden retriever suddenly stood up in the command room.

Before them lay a calm weather map, while beside them blared a real-time alarm, creating a unique symphony of the ocean!
　I thought I could take another day off today, but... ugh, headache. Never mind, I'm going to get back to writing!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)