Demigod Mage in America

"All personnel evacuated in an orderly manner."

Catherine originally wanted to leave, but was stopped by someone.

"Report the situation inside to Nick," the mayor said, pointing to the middle-aged man beside him before turning to Catherine and instructing her.

Catherine nodded and repeated what she had just said.

After the truck arrived, her superior, New York Police Commissioner Colson, and several other government officials got out.

And that's how it went from there.

"I see, this place seems to be man-made." Nick said, hands in his pockets and an unlit cigar dangling from his mouth, his attitude as arrogant as could be.

After all, the mayor was standing there smiling obsequiously, which made Catherine start to guess his identity.

"Nick, what's your opinion?"

In response to the mayor's question, Nick nodded, his cigar spontaneously igniting as he exhaled smoke rings, and said, "Let's have our little guy try it out first."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and the truck bed slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.

Catherine frowned slightly; she realized that it was Number One who had arrived.

The Aurora Squad! This group is the special forces unit she overheard!

A young man was riding on the burly No. 1.

"This..." The mayor pointed at them in confusion; this combination was too strange.

Nick exhaled a puff of smoke without saying a word, but a confident smile appeared on his lips.

At this moment, Yukihime also came down from the side, but her face was ashen.

Because her weapon was being held by the young man, as the captain had ordered.

"Alright, Andre, it's your turn, bro. All the elites in New York are watching you!" Nick patted the mayor on the shoulder, his tone teasing.

At this time, many elites were watching the live broadcast of this battlefield using drones.

Only a small number of people were forcibly dragged to the scene by the mayor.

The young man named Andrei cracked his knuckles, then stretched his limbs before flashing a confident smile: "Watch me!"

He gripped the greatsword that belonged to Yukihime, secretly delighted. These high and mighty people of the past could now only look up to him.

He, Andrei, likes it this way!

However, Yukihime's ability was beyond his expectations. He had originally thought it was a spatial ability, but it turned out not to be.

"So Miss White Fox's ability is severance, not spatial manipulation?" he said bluntly, a smug smile on his face.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Yukihime's expression turned even uglier.

She was already unhappy about being forced to share her abilities, and now someone else was making her abilities public.

Her ability isn't about space, but about cutting—cutting anything.

By severing its connection with gravity, it achieves flight; by cutting off the distance between itself and its target, it creates an attack that appears to traverse space.

But now it has been made public.

Yukihime's face was grim. If looks could kill, she probably would have killed the other person several times over by now.

Andrei, however, didn't care. Instead, he smiled broadly. He liked the way others disliked him but were helpless to do anything about it.

Nick couldn't stand it anymore and urged him to leave.

After he left, Nick said to Yuki beside him, "Don't be angry, that's just how this kid is."

Yukihime's cold and beautiful face remained expressionless as she simply nodded in response; what she was thinking remained a mystery.

"No, we can't attack! That weird game will retaliate," Catherine said earnestly.

This is what Ryan told her: to reveal some of the rules to the officials so they would have a general idea.

What Ryan had to do was get America used to the existence of the game.

However, Catherine's advice was ineffective, and no one cared what she was saying.

A counterattack? Nobody cared.

Andrei was controlling Number One, and he had a secret he hadn't told anyone: he was looking for a very strong target.

If he can successfully accommodate the other party's abilities, he can become a hero of America!

Then, that arrogant Snow Princess, and all those women who think he's no good, he'll...

During his divergent thinking, he had already guided Number One to its destination, where a bright red moon was hanging in the sky.

Meanwhile, the sun is slowly rising on the other side.

Strangely, even the sunlight couldn't obscure the moonlight.

But Andrei didn't care about that. He only knew one thing: from this day forward, the name Andrei would spread throughout the United States and eventually back to his homeland of Siberia.

Andrei raised his katana above his head, his eyes burning with fervor, and shouted, "Long live Andrei!"

Nick, Connor, and the others who had witnessed his abilities all showed joy on their faces.

This guy has an unpleasant personality, and his abilities require physical contact to be used.

But there is no denying that his abilities are indeed outstanding.

Andrei swung his katana, and a red barrier appeared, blocking his attack.

The scene I had envisioned of easily slicing it open did not occur.

A strong resistance came from the air, and his originally fair face turned red from exerting force.

"How do you think his strength compares to Spider-Man's?" Connor asked Coulson, who was standing next to him.

"How much power does Spider-Man have again? 5 tons? Or 10 tons?" Coulson was a little unsure.

"Isn't it 25t?"

"That's the ultimate power."

"Hmm, that seems to be the case, but Gwendoline seems a bit weak, so this kid must be stronger."

"Ha, I wonder if that Spider-Man will be on our side—have they found out his identity yet?"

"No, she just appeared out of thin air. There are more than 2000 people with the same characteristics in Manhattan alone. Unless we can obtain more characteristics, such as fingerprints, photos, or even DNA, it will be very difficult to identify her."

As the two were talking, the katana in Andrei's hand suddenly trembled, his strength had been raised to its limit.

This is his ultimate strength, and also the ultimate strength of Number One, which is approximately 20 tons of maximum power.

He overheard the two bastards' idle chatter, but there was nothing Andrei could do to stop them.

Because just struggling against the barrier in front of him had exhausted all his strength!

This action naturally alarmed Rein, who was originally preparing to retract the magic net and end the evening's activities.

Just as he reached out, he felt someone scratch him.

The opponent's attack wasn't strong, but the power coming from above belonged to Number 1, which was Rein's own power, so he turned his gaze over.

In that instant, he saw Andrei standing on the air barrier, along with a group of New York elites.

"Why bother? It was already over for today, I had already packed up, but you all still insisted on coming." Renn sighed helplessly, then gave a strange smile.

"Then I'll use you to test my new ability."

The aggregates beside him had disappeared at some point; these vengeful spirits and the power of faith had become part of his divine kingdom.

This kind of merger is not absorption, but more like uploading the soul and consciousness to the server.

At first, it can still have an image, but later it will only turn into a series of data, which is the wear and tear that mortal souls cannot withstand.

However damaged they may be, they are still protected by the divine kingdom, possessing intelligence and the ability to think and communicate, though they cannot be observed by others.

Thanks to them, Renn finally regained some of the power he had in his mortal form.

As long as he was in the divine realm, his spellcasting ability finally reached the ninth level.

The next step is to activate his legendary qualities and return to his peak!

Therefore, in order to test his new abilities, Ryan told David and Lux ​​to stay put.

He then returned to his office and looked at the statue of Guan Yu in front of him.

"Second Master, please let me use your knife."