From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 41 The Battle Through Storms
Five minutes before missile launch.

"They're really bold, they even have missiles ready?" The Humvee trailed behind the military and police force, and inside the vehicle was a reporter named Alex Sheffield, his face flushed.

The reporter was taking cool photos below, while Bai Yang on the roof of the car was marveling at the information he had obtained.

Alvin said worriedly, "Your Majesty, we can certainly prevent the missiles from hitting Jeron, but it would come at a great cost, which isn't really worth it..."

"Hey, can't you use your brain a little when you do things?" Bai Yang was worried about Alvin's brain. "Don't rely on divine power to solve everything. In fact, we have the least cost to destroy this missile!"

"You mean... to restrict missiles through the authority to use lies?" Alvin said thoughtfully. "But wouldn't that affect your design?"

"No, it won't affect my design at all; it will actually enhance it!" Bai Yang said with a smile, looking up at the sky. "These are cumulonimbus clouds. It's been so long; it's about to rain!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a torrential downpour began!

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"Damn it! Why did it have to rain at this time of year!" Alex was very annoyed. He put away his camera and carefully wiped the rainwater off it.

He took such a big risk, and the photos he finally managed to take can't be ruined just because they get wet.

However, when he put his camera away, he noticed that there seemed to be someone standing next to his car.

He instinctively wanted to see who it was, but then he suddenly realized something was wrong—his car was on an elevated highway, right next to the roadside, with no ground beside him, but suspended more than ten meters above the ground!

Where would anyone be standing in a place like this?

Alex rubbed his eyes, trying to see if he was seeing things, but the next second, he suddenly lost consciousness.

The car door opened, and Alex, his eyes somewhat glazed, stepped out of the car, gazing at the tornado in the sky, and then soared into the air.

This scene went unnoticed by anyone, but soon, as he approached the tornado amidst the heavy rain, the National Guard's radar detected him!
"Sir, an unidentified flying object is approaching our target!" Joris heard his subordinate's report.

Joris leaned out of the car and, braving the torrential rain, walked to the radar vehicle. Gao followed him.

Inside the radar vehicle, they saw the small reflected signal and seemed quite curious.

"A drone? Impossible. In this wind, what aircraft could approach so steadily? Even a helicopter would be blown away!"

"It couldn't be some kind of reflective flying object, could it? The flight path is wrong too; it's approaching against the wind, not being attracted..."

The two studied it for a while but couldn't figure out what was going on, so they simply gave up and said, "Let's check the security camera footage over there!"

Because they had been bombarded by their own weapons, their numbers had dwindled by a tenth, and their morale had plummeted to an all-time low. They no longer had any intention of confronting the monster.

Since the application for a cruise missile launch has already been submitted, let's wait and see for now.

If the missiles are effective, they will immediately retreat, allowing military bases, ships, and launchers in various locations to carry out saturation bombing!
Let the gods of other lands also taste the power of modern weapons!
However, before the camera could be moved, the soldiers outside arrived first, "Sir, we've spotted the target, it's a person!"

"A person?" Both of them were taken aback, then stepped out of the radar vehicle and looked up at the sky.

It really was a person, a man wearing a polo shirt and looking rather disheveled, who walked straight through the air and arrived in front of the tornado.

The person in the wind also emerged after the man arrived and confronted him.

"Could this be another being?" Joris suddenly said. He had experienced the San Diego Garden Church incident and vividly remembered the confrontation between Gabriel and Lucifer.

And this time, could it be...?

He immediately found a reporter accompanying the army and asked him to use the highest resolution camera to start filming the two "people".

Then, Joris found the best lip reader in the Los Angeles Police Department and asked him to listen to what these two extraordinary humans were saying!
Unfortunately, the lip-reading expert was helpless as he watched the two talking in front of the massive tornado. "Sir, they're not using English, nor are they using typical Native American vocabulary. I can't tell!" "Then how come we understood everything he just said?" Gao asked from the side.

"But could you tell what language he was speaking just now?" the lip-reading expert countered.

The words silenced everyone present. They couldn't recall what language the words were in; it was as if they only knew the meaning.

However, the two people above seemed to have finished speaking, and their emotions suddenly became agitated, even starting to fight!

"Boom!" The first man, Qetzalcoteyar, who possessed Jerome, made the first move!

A terrible storm uprooted two trees, which, with immense force, crashed down on the man who arrived later.

The man who was hit did not hesitate at all. He waved his arms, and the rain seemed to have a spirit, forming a huge "water shield" around him, blocking the attack of the wind and trees!
The enormous roar allowed the humans observing below to hear the Wind Controller's words, "Tralok! Are you going to war with me for a bunch of followers of other gods?"

This time, they heard it clearly. It was still the kind of language they didn't know, but they could understand its meaning.

Traloc, the rain god in Aztec mythology, was also considered a creator god, just like the feathered serpent god.

The voice of the Water Controller rang out almost instantly after he spoke: "Quetzalcoatl! Are there no remnants of your creations and followers in this city?"

"So what? Blasphemers should be severely punished!" A massive storm raged behind him, seemingly threatening to destroy the world.

"Punish the sinner, but do not destroy the world!" The rain poured down, blocking the wind and preventing it from getting any closer!

Despite being a world-destroying wind, it was completely neutralized by the rain.

Gao and Joris watched from a distance. They knew the whole story, so they knew exactly what was going on!
A deity who seemed to be of the same kind as Quetzalcoatl appeared and blocked his intention to destroy the world!

Just then, a bright light streaked across the sky—it was the missile that had just been launched, and now it had finally arrived!

This Tomahawk cruise missile weighs 1400 kilograms, has a payload of 400 kilograms, and possesses the terrifying power to flatten an area the size of a football field.

Now, it has arrived at the battlefield of the two gods' battle and plunged in without hesitation!
Everyone—the ground troops, the high-ranking officials in the command center, and the observers on the launch platform—was watching the missile's attack effect!
Some people even prayed to the heavens, hoping that the missile would strike hard on both of these "gods"!
Just as the missile was about to reach the two men, and the detonator was even ready to manually detonate it, one of them noticed the approaching attack.

So, the rain god Taralok, who controls water, curiously raised his hand, and the Tomahawk missile, which was originally moving at extremely high speed, slowly stopped and came to his side.

The man looked at the missile, which was even larger than himself, with a look of inquiry and curiosity in his eyes.

He shielded himself from the hurricane with one hand, while holding a missile in the other, observing his surroundings.

After observing for a while, he seemed to get a little bored, so he threw the missile out again. This huge thing, weighing more than a ton, was casually tossed behind him in front of everyone. It was somewhere in the city, with some tall buildings.

"Boom!" The entire building collapsed amidst the roar and explosions, but it did not attract the slightest attention from the two fighters.

Only the roar of the wind god Quetzalcoatl still echoed in everyone's ears: "Tralok! Don't be distracted, face me!"

He seemed angered by the other party's distraction in looking at the missile, becoming more belligerent and feeling disrespected.

His furious roar echoed the silence that had been suppressed by this method of "manipulating" missiles.

Those are Tomahawk missiles! Hundreds of them were enough to destroy a country back then! Can't you... at least show them a little bit of respect?
Completely ignored, completely disregarded, utterly indifferent! This is more disheartening than any attention!
Even Newland could only feel an indescribable despair rising in his heart.

Are they truly helpless when faced with "God"?

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Meanwhile, under the terrifying pressure of strong winds and heavy rain, an armored car carrying two monks from the San Diego Garden Church entered Los Angeles.

(End of this chapter)