From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 42 This is truly a divine manifestation before the people!

"A war of gods! This is... a war between the rain god Traloc and the wind god Quetzalcoatl!" In the conference room, everyone fell silent after seeing this scene captured by the camera.

They didn't speak up before because they felt that the more they said, the more mistakes they would make.

There's no need to think about right or wrong now, because they don't care about themselves at all and have already started fighting each other. The two terrifying "gods" only waved their hands, and the feeling of the world collapsing was already there.

Amidst the interplay of wind and rain, a devastating power was displayed; the interplay of water and wind made it impossible for them to discern whether it was weather or divine might!

Moreover, this is not the original body, but the bodies of two humans.

Because of the weather, the faces of the two people were not clearly visible, and it could only be roughly guessed that the second person was also a human who had been chosen for some reason.

Of course, their other identity is even more dazzling now: the Chosen Ones!
As for the name "Tralok," they certainly found it in the records as well. Like Quetzalcoatl, it was a creator god, a mysterious and prominent figure in Aztec mythology.

Soon, they could see that the two men were rising higher and higher during the battle, and were about to disappear from their sight.

The rain clouds overhead quickly covered their bodies completely, making them invisible.

But even before they left, they could still hear the roar of the wind god, the feathered serpent god: "Tralok!"

They seem to be fighting in a higher dimension, but it's beyond human reach.

This sight relieved them; they had left for the time being and probably wouldn't be coming back.

"But they're gone, but the tornado is still here!" someone suddenly said. Everyone stared at the towering column of wind and fell silent once more.

Their previous silence was more due to political disagreements, bad moods, or unclear thinking, but their current silence is a deep contemplation of things they cannot understand.

Their brains are practically overloaded by today's events; how could they possibly offer any unique opinions?

In the end, it was the staff who came in and saved them.

"Your Excellency Governor, Father Angus is demanding Mr. Martin Delaso from us!"

Newland paused slightly upon hearing the name, then said, "You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

He knows about certain pharmaceutical or interest groups, and if they really did something to this man, their relationship with Father Angus would likely be in trouble.

"No, he's perfectly fine. We didn't do anything except draw blood!" the aide quickly replied.

Newland nodded. "Escort them there and explain the situation to them!"

"Yes, sir!"

……

On the outskirts of Los Angeles, gazing at the towering tornado in the distance, Angus sighed softly and looked at the young nun beside him, "Caroline, you know the details, right?"

“Hmm!” The young nun nodded. A transparent crystal floated on her chest, inside which was a glowing cross.

This, in contrast to the cross on Angus's chest, both possess a special, sacred light.

Caroline asked curiously, "Father, have you decided what to do?"

Angus nodded. "Both of us have come into contact with angels, and we both know that beings like them cannot descend to the mortal realm in their true form, even the alien gods!"

"Then they must have a limit to their power; they can't really unleash their power indefinitely. So what we need to do is use our power to counteract their power!"

Caroline nodded, seemingly understanding, "Is this why you brought me along?"

"No, no, no, you're a precious treasure, I wouldn't dare use you!" Angus said with a smile. After spending some time with her, he had truly felt the qualities of this young girl, Caroline.

Sincerity, kindness, purity, and gentleness—these are the true qualities of a saint, and she is a pure saint personally recognized by Archangel Gabriel.

Angus hoped that she could truly become a saint of the Papacy in the future, so how could he bear to use her power?

He brought the girl along simply to prevent her from having contact with the bishop and clergy of another church in San Diego.

Having lived for so many years, he knew all too well what kind of people his colleagues were, even though he himself was upright enough. So he had to protect Caroline first.

Hearing Angus's words, Caroline looked puzzled, "Then you are...?"

Angus, holding a box, said with a smile, "The people above are already impatient with Lamer's feathers, but the more impatient they are, the more I feel that this power should not be handed over to them directly!"

"So, why not take advantage of this and save the city from its crisis!"

Angus was certainly not unprepared. During this period of communication, his cross had made him aware of its true purpose: to give him holy light and the ability to see through the truth of certain things.

For example, he saw the power of "transformation" on Lamer's feathers, as well as the power of "wind control".

This may be why Martin was able to control his body to fly away before, and now, this power seems to be able to play a more practical role!

Anyway, Angus didn't have a very good impression of the churches here.

If the Vatican really has no problems, why would God choose Himself and Caroline, two people with almost no foundation?
Just how blasphemous are the things these guys do!

Soon, an ambulance from St. Mary's Hospital in Los Angeles arrived at their side, and a somewhat thin young man was helped down.

"Little Martin, you look alright?" Angus breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the boy's relatively healthy face.

"Thank you for your care, Father!" Martin Delaso said respectfully. If he hadn't kept mentioning the priest, he might have had his blood drawn many more times in the hospital!
"It's good that you're alright. Now, I have a new task for you!" Angus looked at the towering tornado in the distance, knowing the urgency of the situation, and quickly said, "This concerns the safety of the entire city, millions of people!" "Please tell me!" Martin immediately said, "What can I do?"

Before him, Father Angus opened the box beside him and lit up the feather that was still shimmering with a faint light!

“The Lord says: ‘Hallowed in His name, but not merely called without doing!’” Angus said. “Such a holy relic cannot be left unused; now is the time to use it! Child, you are the chosen one; go, go and stop the disaster that will destroy the city!”

Before Martin arrived, they already knew that the two alien gods had left, so now the only crisis was the wind.

Lamer's power could certainly neutralize this level of wind.

Upon seeing the feather, Martin's eyes showed fear, but also a hint of longing; after all, everyone desires extraordinary power!
“Go, child, the Lord is watching over you; this will be your Sunnah! His will is done on earth as it is in heaven.”

Angus blessed him again, and the cross shimmered slightly, bathing the young man in a white light!
“Okay!” Martin nodded and reached out to touch the feather.

The next second, the feathers disappeared, and the originally thin young man suddenly became a "birdman," covered in black feathers, making him look exactly the same as that day.

But at that moment, the "crystal" on Caroline's chest suddenly lit up and transmitted a white light, which suddenly freed Martin from the feathers that had been attached to him. The feathers on his body disappeared, but the power within him increased!

Now he was even more confident, and Angus's words, "The Lord is watching," seemed to have become a reality!
The young man stepped forward and stood in front of the ambulance. "Take me to the front lines!"

The ambulance driver was not a real hospital employee, but a federal agent. He saw the scene and, without hesitation, grabbed him and rushed towards the tornado!
……

The front line, three kilometers from the path of the tornado, is where the military and police are stationed.

Joris and Gao, two brothers in the same boat, exchanged a glance, unsure of what to say.

Aren't they trying? They even launched missiles, doesn't that count as trying?
But what was the result? It was the casualties of their subordinates, the continued destructive tornadoes, and their powerlessness, which became their downfall.

Now that the gods are gone, they still can't stop the wind from moving forward. They can only watch from the sidelines, hoping to find traces of the two "gods".

Of course, it's not available yet.

Suddenly, a soldier stood up and brought them new intelligence: "Sir, an ambulance has broken through the cordon!"

"An ambulance? Are you kidding me? Who came here in an ambulance?" Gao thought it was ridiculous. "Can you even find any information about the hospital?"

“No need!” Joris suddenly said, holding up his phone, which displayed a message from the state government: “The governor told me that the person in the car is a superhuman they’ve found!”

"Superhumans?" Upon hearing this, Gao's face suddenly lit up. "Have we finally been waiting for them?"

The two were much more excited. With the arrival of the superhuman, their guilt would be greatly reduced!
After all, it wasn't their incompetence, but rather a fault beyond their ability to fight!
Soon, they saw the ambulance that had driven up and the young man who got out of it.

The young man didn't even bother to greet them; he simply waved and walked towards the massive tornado in front of him.

The young man didn't approach, otherwise Gao might have recognized him.

Now, the two can only send tanks and armored vehicles to follow behind the enemy. These heavy vehicles are unaffected by tornadoes, and if the enemy is overwhelmed, they can rush in to rescue people.

As they approached, the apocalyptic scene of the storm slowly appeared before their eyes: crooked trees, scattered houses, and streets so badly broken they were unrecognizable made up everything there.

The culprit, a hurricane enhanced by the wind god Quetzalcoatl, was slowly but steadily advancing right in front of them!

This slow pace doesn't feel like giving them time at all; it feels like a countdown to the city's demise!
It's like a demon king, destroying everything in its path!
The young man who rushed forward was like a brave warrior challenging the demon king, fearless and unstoppable!

He was so fast that his followers could only look up at his back and couldn't keep up with him.

They saw the man walk towards the hurricane, facing the massive tornado.

His body was not shaken by the storm in the slightest, and he even had the strength to reach out his hand in front of the tornado!

This is a strange scene because no one has ever done this before.

The powerful tornado should have been able to sweep away everything around it, including subways and trains, but it was ineffective against the man.

His arm was held straight up in front of the tornado, and he stood motionless, blocking the storm.

That's roughly the idea.

Everyone in the state government conference room witnessed this scene.

"It seems that apart from not being blown away, it doesn't do anything!" someone said curiously.

But when he said that, everyone around him looked at him like he was an idiot, until Newland said quietly, "Didn't you notice that after he raised his hand, the tornado's advance stopped?"

Yes, the tornado that was rushing toward the city with incredible ferocity stopped right in front of him!

The tornado was still spinning, and the sound was still howling, but in front of him, this spinning and howling seemed to be the true testament to the hero!

One person protecting one city—this is truly embodied here!

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