From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 350 What do you mean... our plane was shot down by arrows?

What happens when both sides in a battle feel they have a significant advantage?
It's very simple, it's just "collision"!
Both sides felt it necessary to confront each other directly and test their own and each other's combat capabilities.

At least, that's what Ivan thinks.

"We are warriors of Kokata, whether alive or dead, we are warriors of Kokata, so this time, we will lead the charge!" Ivan shouted, leading his men at the forefront.

They call themselves Death Warriors, and within the tribe, they are known as the Nightfall Chapter, because in some legends, the Kokata also wields the power of the Dark Star and is one of the gods of the night.

Behind them, about two kilometers away, was the Wind Serpent Wing Archer Team led by Jerome. As long-range strikers, they knew their role.

As for Alex, he and his party disappeared after he summoned the giant serpent Atlas. These beast tamers were of course unimportant; what mattered were their pets, so the two could understand.

Just then, a huge eagle flew down from the sky and slowly landed on Ivan's shoulder.

"Ivan, prepare for battle! I see the drug traffickers are gathering their army!" The voice that came from the eagle's mouth was Karl's. As the chieftain, his god was the second-generation pantheon's god-king, the Eagle God of the Sky Lord, and they had already established a true connection through a blood sacrifice.

Now, he possesses a contracted eagle, which serves as his contracted beast. It allows him to explore the sky and possess the eagle, becoming a special superhuman.

And now, for them, this eagle is their satellite.

“I understand, Chief! Can you see their ranks clearly?” Ivan asked again.

"The total number is about 2000, with armored vehicles, tanks, mortars, and howitzers. Oh, and there are two toucans in the sky!" Karl's voice came clearly, causing Ivan to nod slightly. "I understand. Please also inform Jerome that he'll have to handle the toucans and the artillery positions!"

"He doesn't need that. Quetzalcoatl is also the god of wind; their speed of receiving information through the wind won't be slower than mine!" Karl said casually. "The gods are watching you; return victorious!"

"Of course, we will return victorious!"

Ivan said calmly that of course he had to return, because his lover was still waiting for his return!

If he can gain more attention from the gods, he might be able to obtain the blessing of reviving Lyra from the hands of several creator deities.

He was absolutely certain that this could be done, but he also knew that it might take a long time to receive such a gift.

Fortunately, he was already a superhuman, and time was the last thing he lacked. His faith was unwavering, and he was confident that he would live to see the day his beloved stood before him!
"Laila, wait for me... I will bring you back to life, and then we will live in a safe land that belongs to us, where we can pray to our gods..."

Ivan gripped the bracelet on his wrist and said softly, raising his spear, "Nightfall Legion, charge!"

……

About 20 kilometers away, Sangalo and his family entourage were already observing from their armored vehicles.

"Have your satellites spotted their location?" Sangalo asked a man beside him, who nervously fiddled with the satellite signal. "Yes...yes...they're right there..."

"Bang!" The golden pistol in Sangalo's hand spat out bullets and flames, turning the man into a corpse. "What use are you if you can't even speak properly!"

"Let's have someone else show us the satellite images!"

Soon, his men dragged the man's body away, and another pale-faced woman was brought up. "They're about 20 kilometers from the US-Mexico border, heading in our direction!" "Very good, they have guts, but they're a bit foolish!" Sangalo said. "A thousand years have passed, and we've destroyed their capital with guns and cannons, so why haven't they learned to use weapons? Look at what they're holding: spears and bows and arrows!"

"Let them know what it means for times to change! Push the front lines in front of them and let our armored vehicles teach these natives a lesson!"

Sangalo's words reached the entire camp, filling the smoke-filled camp with a frenzied cheer!
The majority of these drug traffickers' armies are drug addicts, and their morale is currently at its peak because they receive money and drugs during each battle, and there are also exaggerated rewards for winning. Therefore, they are willing to fight and can even overwhelm the government forces.

Drug dealers have no other skills but control over drugs and money, coupled with their more insane minds than ordinary people, which often makes many people fear them.

Their fighting was disorganized, and their casualties were extremely heavy, but this land had no shortage of people or money. If one batch died, they could recruit two, three, or even countless more.

Human life is the cheapest thing on this land. Even the mayor, governor, or even the president of Mexico can kill someone if they want to.
More than an hour later, Sangalo and the other two families, together with an army of more than 5000 people, arrived at a desert plain. In front of them was a group of Nightfall warriors dressed in ancient battle armor and covered with animal skins.

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed when they saw this scene. They knew their opponents were a group of natives, but they never expected that these natives could be so unsophisticated.
Few people could have imagined this; the people in front of them could not even be called an army, but rather a group of refugees fleeing famine.

Some of them had face paint, and others had feathers in their hair, making them look very strange. They had no fighting ability whatsoever, only a comical appearance.

They didn't even have a single gun, only crude-looking spears and obsidian knives; two of their flint knives were quite exquisite weapons.

"Aren't we bullying you?" Sangalo looked at them, then back at the tanks behind him, and shouted, "Did the Apache tribe trick you into coming here to die? Using those things to fight our tanks?"

"Hahahahaha!" Everyone on the drug dealers' side burst into laughter. They didn't think of it as a battle, but rather as a spring outing.

After all, from any perspective, this was just too ridiculous. They were armed while the other side was holding sticks, and there were tanks and artillery behind them, and even airplanes overhead.

Now, something that could be solved with just one AK, why are they sending out so many people? Isn't that ridiculous?

However, Sangalo wasn't really there just to deal with these "intruders." To be more precise, these mischievous warriors were just a side effect; what he wanted was to dismantle the entire drug network and allow his business to take off again!
Ivan had no intention of talking to him. He looked at the tanks and artillery in the distance and suddenly said, "Jeron, do you see the target?"

"I saw them a long time ago!" Jerome, being a master conman, naturally wouldn't admit that he had just locked onto those two "Super Tucanos." "Load Rainbow Arrows, aim at the sky, and fire a volley!"

"Yes!" All the archers drew an arrow that seemed to be imbued with seven-colored light, and then, under Jerome's command, shot out a rainbow of light!
In the sky, a streak of colorful neon appeared, leaving a beautiful trail in everyone's eyes!

However, not long after the mark was made, a violent explosion rang out in the sky, loud and conspicuous!

Two Super Toucans spun in circles and plummeted from the sky, landing right in front of the two teams.

"Ouch... my money!" Sangalo said, his teeth aching. "A plane worth tens of millions of dollars, just gone like that? No way, I have to get an explanation from the purchasing department!"

He casually pointed at the two men and said, "Go check what happened. Was the pilot drinking or did he take too much? How could a plane crash at a time like this? I'm going to turn them into fertilizer!"

"Boss, they didn't eject or parachute; they crashed with the plane!" The two returned quickly with this news. "And, we've found the cause of the crash..."

As they spoke, they produced two arrows. "These two arrows were embedded in the cockpit of the plane, piercing the pilot's head..."

Sangalo was stunned. "You mean... those two arrows shot down my two planes, is that right?"

PS: First update. Four updates today should be no problem...or2
(End of this chapter)