I impersonated God in America

“As long as the blizzard continues, these monsters will keep regenerating. The only way is to behead the giant Wendigo that maintains the blizzard.”

"But the big one is right in the middle of the blizzard. Even conventional forces can't get in, so how are we supposed to fight it?"

"Conventional firepower can't penetrate it, and those that do get in are frozen into ice sculptures."

"So what are we doing now? Watching it slowly eat up half of Maine?"

"Is there anyone... capable of carrying out a decapitation mission under these conditions?"

"Disaster."

"There might still be a sliver of a possibility for the snake people here."

After all, neither Mira the Smoke Girl nor Pacco has much strength, and their abilities are more inclined towards wide-range attacks.

As for the snake people?

Sigh, the NYPD.

Silence fell again in the meeting room.

The data on the screen was still fluctuating, the cold numbers seeming to mock them, as the blizzard area was slowly eroding the green area on the map.

Estimated time for complete fall: 1 hour and 35 minutes.

James looked at the numbers and felt a little suffocated, his heart aching slightly.

"Report! The President has signed the land transfer agreement!"

James heard the liaison officer's somewhat excited voice. Finally, he felt a chance to catch his breath.

Since the president agreed to Iroquois's terms, doesn't that mean...?

"Reinforcements are on their way, hold on!"

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"Boss, is this really going to work? We're just going to throw this down and the mission's done?!"

On a transport plane over Maine, two Iroquois were talking quietly, looking at the corn seeds in their arms with some unease.

Although the old clan chief told them that it was the will of the gods, wasn't this ritual too rudimentary?

The two exchanged a glance, then gritted their teeth and tossed the corn seeds in their hands downwards.

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The sounds of horns and curses mingled together on the asphalt road.

"Please evacuate immediately. Do not carry large items. Please evacuate immediately..."

But nobody listened to these propaganda efforts.

"F*** you! Get out of my way!"

A pickup truck sped onto the shoulder, trying to bypass the traffic jam ahead, but the next second it plunged headfirst into the snow, its chassis stuck and its wheels spinning freely.

"..."

"I was wrong, someone help me out."

"Dad, hurry up!"

A middle-aged woman was pulling an elderly man along as they struggled to push forward through the crowd.

The old man stared blankly at the sky, which behind him had lost all its azure blue and was now completely pale.

Wendigo.

The old man's lips moved.

"Dad! Let's go!"

"Help him walk!"

The convoy behind them had come to a complete standstill, and some people started abandoning their vehicles.

First there was one, then more and more appeared.

"The car can't move." The boy looked back, his voice tense. "Let's run too."

"Where do you want to run?"

"It's better than waiting in the car to be caught!"

After all, the snowstorm was getting closer and closer. Although they didn't know what was going on inside, they recognized the missiles that kept drifting across the sky.

There is only one possibility for the military to take such action.

Extraordinary disaster.

Click click.

The sound of their feet sinking into the thick snow sent a shiver down everyone's spines.

"It's here."

The old man turned around.

Through the snow, figures slowly emerged.

"It's too late, it's all over."

“I told you long ago not to stay in this godforsaken place, but no one listened to me.”

The girl closed her eyes.

I hope my body will look nice after death.

Then she noticed something pushing upwards from under her feet. She instinctively moved her feet away and saw a pinkish hue.

"This is... a flower?!"

The girl opened her eyes and murmured.

The next moment, a flower squeezed out from between the frozen soil and the snow.

Splash!

Countless flowers followed closely behind.

Emerging from the snow, breaking through the ice shell, and opening its petals to face the blizzard's cold current.

It grows and blooms at an extremely abnormal speed on the road and under people's feet.

"Yo yo!!!"

Hearing the strange wailing sound, the girl instinctively turned around.

The Wendigo in front of him suddenly stopped, its ice elemental body began to emit white steam, and its movements began to slow down.

At the same time, the withered grass turned green in an instant, and the branches that had been broken by the ice and snow sprouted new buds.

Then they saw Wendigo's body begin to collapse.

thump.

The middle-aged woman's legs went weak, and she knelt down in the flower bushes.

"This...this is..."

The entire land seemed to be suddenly awakened from a long winter. Then she heard her father's voice.

The old man slumped to the ground, looking at the newly sprouted flowers, half a finger stuck in the soil.

His eyes were somewhat unfocused.

"This is... Onata, the goddess of spring?"

He raised his head and looked at the northern sky.

The area affected by the blizzard seemed to be disrupted by some force, coming to a complete standstill and ceasing to advance.

The white blizzard and the green vegetation formed a clear boundary.

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Extraordinary Countermeasures Department.

"Sir, look at the screen!"

The cameras at the front lines projected a scene that could only be described as miraculous onto the screen wall in the command center.

In the scene, green is advancing, as if a deity is present, bringing spring to the earth.

The gentlest green, in the most violent way, covered the fiercest blizzard.

Outside the blizzard's barrier, flowers, grasses, and trees sprouted wildly, the frozen soil was ripped open, the snow layer melted, and visible life surged from the soil.

On the other side, Wendigo began to unconsciously retreat, moving away from the greenery.

"This is the first time I've seen spring and winter so clearly distinct."

"The power of the gods."

"By the way, wasn't it Lord Thunderer who came from Iroquois's side?"

"According to the staff on the transport plane, the Iroquois brought a corn seed."

"Corn? I don't recall there being many deities associated with corn."

They've been getting a lot of private tutoring on the Iroquois mythology lately, since they need to be familiar with it to get on the good side.

Otherwise, it would be terrible if one day we couldn't even recognize people.

"In that case, it must be Onata, the goddess of spring in the Iroquois mythology."

"Spring dispels winter? You know what, it's definitely a perfect match for my major..."

rustling.

On the screen, the green wave began to accelerate and expand outwards, pushing the blizzard backwards, melting the ice and snow, and spreading the green color.

"The blizzard was... was pushed back?"

"This is way too outrageous!"

"If I saw this scene in ancient times, I would probably be ready to kneel down and pray."

"It's not that slow."

James stared blankly at the screen, completely speechless.

It is important to understand that creation is always more difficult than destruction.

The opponent stopped their enemy, who had no way to fight back, with just one seed.

Moreover, he was more concerned about the newcomers than the situation on the front lines.

Goddess of Spring...

Could it be that the other gods of Iroquois are also beginning to awaken?

"There is too much missing information."

Chapter 133 Where butterflies dance, spring continues to thrive.

The flowers along the highway are still blooming profusely, and the despair on the faces of the people around them has vanished.

A mother holding her child was the first to stop.

She looked down at a clump of unidentified purple wildflowers at her feet.

She paused for a moment, then plopped down on the shoulder of the road, hugged her child, and burst into tears, feeling as if a long-suppressed pressure had suddenly been released.

"I am saved, I am saved, thank you, unknown deity."

“I am grateful for your help.”

"I am grateful for everyone's gratitude."

A car driver leaned against the hood, panting heavily, then looked up at the receding white area to the north, placed his hand on his heart, and suddenly collapsed.

"The blizzard is being repelled..."

After all, with such a clear dividing line between green and white, and the standoff between the two sides, even they could easily see the situation on the front line.