I impersonated God in America

"I was really wrong, I'll never do it again. Please forgive me."

However, the thick fog relentlessly pressed forward.

crunch.

A cracking sound, like bones being crushed, echoed from the fog-shrouded warehouse.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

Outside the warehouse, two lookouts watched Mira with some fear as she stood guard.

Since the last Leviathan's Son incident, the authorities have extended an olive branch to the girl who controlled the smoke.

They thought it would take some more time to negotiate, but to their surprise, the other party agreed very readily.

Although the other party's demand to personally punish cults may shake the interests of some high-level officials.

It should be noted that these cults, with their extremely high cohesion and large number of followers, are almost always a highly cost-effective source of votes.

Moreover, these cults can also make political donations through legitimate political action committees.

However, faced with the greater benefits brought by the addition of extraordinary individuals, the cult was easily abandoned.

This plot seems somewhat familiar?

Seeing the girl looking relaxed and seemingly in a good mood, the two staff members cautiously stepped forward and said:

“Miss Mira, the Extraordinary Countermeasures Department requests that you travel to Maine to handle an extraordinary incident.”

Who is the opponent?

The two staff members exchanged a glance and handed over the screens they were holding.

……

Mira finished watching the video and showed an expression of interest.

In her opinion, these monsters were nothing special except for their numbers.

Her home state of Michigan is also within the cultural influence of the Algonquin language family in North America, so she is no stranger to the legendary Wendigo.

Even her mother used this story to scare her when she was a child.

A hint of sadness appeared in Mira's eyes as she thought of her mother.

But she then let go of her emotions.

Followed by.

Mira shoved the smoke out of her hand.

His face radiated confidence.

"Wendigo? The legendary monster is certainly worth killing!"

Chapter 130 The Monster in the Snow

Maine Front

Harris, hiding behind a trench, raised his gun, pulled the trigger, and together with his comrades, shot down a Wendigo charging towards them across the plain.

Bang, bang, bang—gunshots rang out one after another.

The battlefield being cleared brought Harris a slight sense of calm.

They hadn't expected that the legendary Wendigo would be easier to deal with than they had imagined.

Although they were tough and fast, they only took a few more shots than normal people when the squad fired volleys of bullets at them.

He was prepared to sacrifice himself.

After all, the military's compensation this time was quite generous.

But it seems like they can take the money back and have a comfortable Christmas Eve?

Rumble,

One rocket after another streaked across the night sky, hurtling towards the town and unleashing a barrage of fire.

Because the Wendigo possesses the ability to assimilate and infect others, the military decided from the outset that this time, a simple firepower approach would not suffice.

A large number of military personnel are needed to encircle the area and prevent any Wendigo from leaving the vicinity.

Even missing just one could cause a lot of trouble.

"Hey buddy, don't get distracted, another horde of monsters is heading your way!"

Hearing the alarm coming through his headset, Harris waved to his companion, signaling him to prepare for an attack.

Rumble.

To their surprise, before the Wendigos appeared, they saw a pickup truck speeding down the road, with three Wendigos chasing after it.

Through his binoculars, Harris saw that the driver was an Indian man dressed in a police uniform.

The other driver was driving with a look of fear on his face, glancing at the rearview mirror every now and then.

The squad exchanged glances, and Harris was the first to raise his gun and aim at the three Wendigos behind him.

The fire serpent struck the two monsters at the very front.

The bullet struck his body, but it only slowed him down slightly. With another burst of fire, he ran a few more steps before finally collapsing completely.

The other one had a broken leg and lost its balance.

They have become lambs to the slaughter.

"Very good, let's continue like this."

Just as they were about to aim at the third one, they suddenly noticed that the other side's speed suddenly increased, and the bullets they were aiming at were quickly dodged.

[F*** you! It's the complete form!]

Harris's expression changed. He knew that Wendigo would grow stronger rapidly after a certain amount of killing, until a certain critical point.

He never expected to be so unlucky, encountering a fully-formed Wendigo at the critical point.

"Damn it! Watch out! It's the Ultimate form!"

However, the monster's speed was far more exaggerated than they had imagined, and it had already entered the warning zone.

[We can't stop them!]

He felt a chill run down his spine, already guessing what would happen to him after he died.

Dying as a monster is terrible; there's no chance of going to heaven.

bang

Just then, a white column of smoke descended from the sky, transforming into a fist that slammed Wendigo, who was leaping through the air, directly onto the ground.

"Yo yo!!!"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Harris instinctively turned his head and saw a woman floating in the air.

The enemy paid him no heed, and using the smoke as a guide, they cut an arc and moved toward another trench.

[An official superhuman?]

"Thank you so much, officer."

A sudden surge of gratitude snapped Harris out of her reverie about the figure.

He looked at the somewhat exhausted man in front of him.

Based on their experience over this period, they discovered that the transmission of Wendigo virus requires a special conversion process, and the threat is less than imagined; at least, infection is not caused by scratches.

So as long as you can see a human face, you can basically rest assured.

"What a lucky young man! What's your name?"

"Noka".

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Extraordinary Countermeasures Department

"The Wendigo in Sector B has been completely cleared, and the tactical team is moving towards Sector C."

"At this rate, the core area can be cleared out within two hours."

James looked at the images coming from above and could see with his own eyes that the number of Wendigos was starting to become scattered. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was initially taken aback, he found the situation much easier to handle after subsequent troops arrived.

After all, the other party was just a mortal being who encountered modern firepower.

It's true that your major is relevant to your job.

In the corner of the screen, Mira's smoke transformed into giant hands, completely blocking several exits of the town, and all the Wendigos who happened to be passing by were wiped out.

In addition, there are some specially dressed military personnel who carry firepower beyond what normal people can withstand, making them like human tanks on the front lines; three of them can sweep through a street.

Amidst the flickering flames, the situation at the front was brought under control in an orderly manner.

"It's finally over. What's that saying again? All bark and no bite!"

"Great! Looks like I won't be spending Christmas Eve at work!"

James breathed a slight sigh of relief, relaxed his body, and leaned back in his chair.

"Abnormal weather data!!!"

Just then, an uneasy voice came from the back row, causing everyone to instinctively turn their heads.

"There is significant localized heavy snowfall above the town! No, it's not localized; the snowfall is expanding outwards from the town!"

"Damn it, this speed is definitely not normal."

"No way?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned their attention back to the screen.

The snow in the scene was becoming denser and denser at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost solidifying, and the camera was shaking constantly.

Huhu.

Suddenly, a violent gust of wind swept across the ground, scattering countless snowflakes in all directions, like the breath of the earth.

The terrifying blizzard blotted out the sky, and to the naked eye, the center appeared to have turned completely into darkness, like a gaping maw that devoured everything.

Click click click.

The armored vehicle's bulletproof glass could not withstand the pressure and began to wail. The next moment, it shattered and broke into countless fragments scattered on the ground.

Then one after another, armored vehicles and tanks were covered in ice and snow.

They transformed into ice sculptures.

Suddenly, a huge figure slowly emerged from the darkness of the blizzard.

"Could this be the real mastermind behind it all?"

James's pupils contracted; he had a bad feeling about the monster in the snow.

call.

What finally came into view was a Wendigo that was twice the size of the one they had wiped out.

The other person turned their bright red eyes toward the camera, staring intently as if making eye contact.

Chilling.

In the meeting room, James seemed to have figured out the real source of the Wendigo infection.

He had always thought that these Wendigos were too weak to live up to the name of the legendary monsters, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

This number is perfect now!

The pressure came all at once.

"It seems this guy was the cause of this disaster."

"This guy's home-field advantage is ridiculously over the top!"