At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

If she were standing in front of this angry crowd, would she have the courage to face it?

No.

The thought of her people, whom she was protecting, swarming towards her as her enemy made it impossible for her to do anything but lay down her sword and await their judgment.

"The ruler of this country is a tyrant rarely seen in human history."

“This country has no true leader, Artoria. They are not rulers, but merely evil dragons that devour their people in the name of rulers.” Joan of Arc held up an iris banner: “Evil dragons will always be vanquished by brave heroes, even if the ground beneath their feet is already littered with the bones of heroes.”

"This world is completely different from the countries I understand... Don't human leaders love their people?" Fukaros was puzzled. In Teyvat, all the demon gods love people, but they love in different ways. The demon gods that humans follow are both gods and human kings, leaders, and protectors.

She already has some understanding of this world.

This world is vast, with seven continents, a population of 8 billion, and over 200 countries. The human population is far greater than that of Teyvat, and there are far more countries as well.

……

Teandro led the Awakened into the bustling city center, raising his holy sword high and shouting, "Awakened! Let's concentrate our forces to wipe out all the armed groups in Bogotá! We'll completely control the city, and then we can slowly clean up any remaining fugitives!"

Mauricio raised his holy sword high and shouted, "This is our holy war against the evil of the entire South American continent! Evil will not cease! The holy war will not end!"

Their voices were amplified by elemental power, spreading outwards, and could be clearly heard even from thousands of meters away.

As they used their swords, they sensed that the Holy Sword was continuously channeling elemental power into them. This was the Holy Sword responding to them; at this moment, they had to point the sword at the heart of evil, at the center of power that symbolized the nation—the Municipal Council! It was also the National Council.

The Eye of God constantly tells them 'divine revelation' and tells them what to do.

At this time, half of the country's army, 50,000 government troops, had already been stationed in northern Bogotá, and 10,000 had entered the city center to protect the municipal council and the sources of evil.

"Evil will not cease! The holy war will not end!"

"Evil will not cease! The holy war will not end!"

"Evil will not cease! The holy war will not end!"

At this moment, the more than 10,000 awakened ones at the forefront roared in unison, venting all the anger and hatred in their hearts, and charged forward like soldiers led by a general, following the backs of the two heroic leaders.

Meanwhile, representatives of various family gangs and drug trafficking organizations in the municipal council, who were debating how to deal with superhumans, were thrown into a panic upon receiving the information.

"What did you say! A slum riot! All the outcasts are charging towards the council!" General Joaquin's face changed drastically as he roared at his gangster undercover agents in the slums, "You trash, why did it take you so long to tell me!"

In fact, he had already received news of unusual phenomena in the slums last night, but he didn't take it seriously. What big things could these lowly people who couldn't even afford a full meal a day do? Even if they caused a commotion, a few armored vehicles and a few thousand soldiers would be enough to kill a few dozen people and they would behave.

"Stop the meeting! Those lowly people are rioting!" General Joaquin roared. "Organize your men to suppress this riot!"

His phone rang again at that moment.

"Angels! Angels!"

"What!" Upon hearing this, General Joaquin's burning anger was instantly extinguished, his whole body turned ice-cold, and he was somewhat overwhelmed by the shock.

He knew that angels truly existed and were extremely powerful, practically walking miracles.

Moreover, since there are angels, they must have been sent down to earth at God's command.

Although he was bad, he wasn't stupid. As someone who could get his family to represent the country at the United Nations, his vision was naturally far superior to that of those gang leaders.

"Damn it, the worst has happened!" General Joaquin gritted his teeth, his expression like a demon: "We have no choice but to fight them to the death! So what if they're angels!"

Representatives from drug trafficking families, gangs, and other groups in the council, some with expressions of terror, some with ferocity, and some with cruelty, all left the meeting hall.

At this very moment, Teandro and Mauricio led their massive army of superhumans, like a black tide, into downtown Bogotá. As a former city councilor, he knew this place all too well.

In the city center, rows of green military pickup trucks were parked on the roadside, and the surrounding crowd had long been cleared out, with only soldiers surrounding the city council.

The soldier, who was smoking marijuana, looked at the surging crowd and, after a brief moment of disorientation, shouted: "The bastards are coming!"

Seeing the surging crowd, the undisciplined, drug-addicted soldiers frantically cocking their rifles.

A young Joaquin family officer, sitting inside an armored vehicle, received orders from his elders and shouted, "Fire! Fire! Move the armored vehicle and open fire with the heavy machine guns! Don't let these damned bastards get up here!"

"Load the rocket launchers! Load the grenades! Load the Molotov cocktails! In short, we absolutely cannot let them charge up!"

Although these drug-addicted soldiers were completely undisciplined, they could still understand orders and hurriedly began to operate.

……

More than 40,000 soldiers stationed in northern Bogotá, under the command of General Joaquín, towed artillery and armor-piercing shells into the city and headed toward the city center. Among them were even 15 land tanks and 20 armed helicopters, each carrying two air-to-ground missiles.

Although Colombia is a small country in northern South America, its proximity to the United States allows it to obtain outdated military equipment that the United States has phased out.

The US-made weaponry used by these 50,000 government troops already constitutes half of the country's heavy firepower; the rest are at most some heavy machine guns and vehicle-mounted Gatling guns that have been phased out by major powers.

Led by fifteen land tanks, more than fifty green trucks carrying soldiers headed toward the city center, with towed artillery pieces trailing behind them.

Fifteen armed helicopters flew above the convoy of green trucks.

As for fighter jets? Colombia only has the first-generation propeller-driven fighter jets from World War II, which can only drop bombs in urban battles. As for second-generation aircraft? They can't train pilots and don't have the industrial capacity to maintain them, so they don't have any.

Their combat methods were merely combined arms tactics from World War II, and even that was beyond the understanding of these drug addict soldiers.

"A superhuman! A superhuman! It really is an angel!" General Joaquin was the first to spot the radiant figure at the very front of the crowd in the distance. Then, he looked up and saw the angel, which was faintly visible in the sky above the crowd. Its three pairs of wings and the halo on its head were so dazzling.

"Angels! It really is angels! Angels have brought us lowly people to wipe us out!" A gang leader peed his pants in fear, his shoes getting soaked.

"What do we do! What do we do!" The representative of another drug trafficking family was trembling like a leaf.

"Run! Run!" an arms dealer screamed.

boom!

Before the arms dealer could finish shouting, a gunshot rang out and a hole was blasted in his head.

General Joaquin roared at the trembling, nearly collapsing men behind him, "Stop dreaming! Those are angels! Do you think running away will do any good? Do you think angels and God will spare us? We're all destined for hell!"

The group that had previously threatened to kill superhumans immediately cowered when they saw the angels.

"If you want to survive, you have to fight them to the death, fight your way out with your gun! From this day forward! I believe in Satan!"

Even if I go to hell after I die, I'll still be a follower of Satan!

As he spoke, he raised his gun and fired repeatedly at the angels in the distant sky, emptying all the bullets in the pistol magazine.

"Yes, yes, yes! Since I'm definitely going to hell, I believe in Satan!"

"I don't believe in God, I believe in Satan! So what if they're angels!"

"Let's fight them!"

General Joaquin's actions woke up these scumbags who were already scumbags; once they were targeted by an angel, there was no point in running away.

They quickly organized their family's four-man armed force.

"Fire! Fire!" General Joaquin shouted into the walkie-talkie. In reality, his legs were trembling, and one corner of his trousers was wet. He had just fired at the angels and had wet himself, fearing that the angels would purify him.

With the first gunshot, the first direct confrontation between modern weaponry and superhuman beings began.

Da da da da da—

On the wide avenue in front of the council, soldiers, watching the panicked crowd, frantically pulled the triggers, countless tongues of fire flashing before Teandro's eyes.

"Rock element!" Teandro roared, gripping his holy sword. A large amount of rock element burst forth from his body, instantly forming fist-sized stones around him. These stones crowded together to form a thin wall in front of him.

This is the rudimentary use of the rock element he discovered: the rock element can condense into small rocks, and these small rocks, when stacked in a straight line, can form a wall.

crackling-

The dense bullets struck the wall made of a pile of small stones, making a sound like raindrops hitting an awning.

Mauricio shouted, "Spread out! Spread out in all directions and surround them!"

All the awakened ones quickly dispersed; if they gathered together, they would be hit by a dense barrage of bullets, and a single artillery shell from the other side would kill many of them.

The crowd surged forward, spreading out to both sides in a semi-encircling formation.

From above, the black crowd quickly dispersed into countless tiny droplets, scattering towards the surrounding streets and alleys.

"Frost Blast!" Moricio leaped over the wall created by Teandro, his holy sword emitting an icy blue light. His Eye of God shone brightly, and his skill, formed from his conviction, erupted as he swung his sword fiercely at the flickering flames ahead.

A burst of icy blue light erupted, and icicles, each two meters long and half a meter in diameter, appeared within the light, rushing at an incredible speed toward the flames at the end of the avenue.

Boom! Crackling and snapping sounds—

The drug addict soldiers who were firing in a line on the street were instantly hit by ice shards. Some were shattered in two, while others were grazed. The ice shards exploded upon landing, releasing icy blue elemental energy that sent tiny ice spikes flying in all directions.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—puff puff puff puff—

Soldiers within a 50-meter radius were hit by ice spikes, and the areas where they were hit—shoulder, arms, and legs—frozen rapidly into ice.

"Aaaaaaah!" The soldier, whose legs were frozen solid, screamed and rolled on the ground, his frozen legs cracking and shattering as he rolled.

"Monster! It's a monster! It's a demon!" The soldier, whose lower body was frozen solid but whose upper body was still alive, crawled hysterically on the ground with his hands, crying out, "Help!"

The unlucky soldier was hit on the head and instantly went to hell, falling to the ground with his head smashed to pieces.

"Ahhh!" The soldiers who were still able to move around saw the strange corpses all around them and the people crawling on the ground who were not completely dead. Their emotions collapsed instantly, and they turned around and ran away without caring about anything.

"Damn it! Don't run! Those behind, fire! Fire!" Joaquin family officer cursed, firing his AK into the sky.

The cannons on the armored vehicles behind them, already loaded with shells, emitted deafening roars as small shells rained down on the people charging forward.

However, these soldiers were completely incompetent in combat; most of the shells missed their targets and instead hit the buildings on both sides of the street.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Craters were blasted into buildings, and the ground trembled slightly from the explosions.

"You sinners, you poisonous insects! Go to hell!" Teandro charged ahead, constantly waving his holy sword at the fleeing soldiers and armored vehicles.

A yellowish-brown light burst forth, and countless sharp, amber-colored stone spikes shot towards them.

shhhhh--

Puff puff!

The amber-colored stone spikes pierced through the soldiers like javelins, some even piercing their bellies and pinning them to the ground.

"Ahhhh! Help me! Help me! I don't want to die!" The person nailed to the ground screamed and struggled, but the more they struggled, the more red liquid gushed out.

Some of the spikes hit the armored vehicles that were firing their cannons. With a clanging sound, the amber-colored spikes stuck into the armored vehicles' metal plates. Some armored vehicles even had their wheels pierced, pinning them to the spot.

On the other side, the scattered Awakened Ones had completed their semi-encirclement and were charging towards the already panicked drug addict soldiers.

"Don't come any closer!" He watched as the lowly commoner, his eyes bulging, lunged at him, and he frantically fired his AK.

Da da da da—

Almost every soldier had to face two Awakened Ones, and coupled with their complete lack of combat skills, they were utterly unable to suppress the enemy with firepower.

"Die!" The middle-aged awakened man's clothes were torn to shreds by the bullets, but his skin only turned bruised. The bullets couldn't penetrate his body at all. This was his awakened ability, 'Skin Hardening,' which could form a layer of skin that bullets couldn't penetrate after activating his source potential.