I impersonated God in America

It's at least stronger than the Smoke-Smoke Fruit.

[And it's not just for fighting.]

In addition, this fruit's natural area-of-effect attack ability can create a visually oppressive atmosphere comparable to a natural disaster, and its flame nature can easily recreate a kind of divine punishment, since celestial fire is the most common element in mythology...

Moreover, almost every mythology has a god who controls fire. Lynn couldn't imagine how many different identities this ability could allow him to wear.

Excellent value for money.

Moreover, aside from its function as a disguise, in modern society, for Lynn, the special effects created by a Logia-type Devil Fruit are far more valuable than its physical destructive power.

In addition, a new item that popped up on the system panel caught his eye several times.

[Thunderbird (Basic) can accept the following Devil Fruits: Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit (not yet acquired), Zoan-type Bird-Bird Fruit (Raptor type) (not yet acquired).]

really.

He was already questioning something when he used the Minotaur Demon to test his awakening.

Previously, when a fruit was used in a specific mythological narrative logic, the system would automatically recognize the narrative template.

Just like Medusa's template is Snake-Snake Fruit plus Sweet-Sweet Fruit.

Is it possible to create a template first and then fill in the missing tickets later?

I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect it to actually work.

Templates can be generated even without a corresponding fruit.

[Use the fruit's power as the seed of godhood, nurture it with willpower and faith, and await the ripening of the mythological template.]

Perhaps this is the true purpose of the Devil Fruit encyclopedia system.

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Mountainous region in northern Sardinia, Italy.

Xu Ge sat cross-legged in the shadow of an abandoned shepherd's house, his eyes closed.

Snake scales appeared and disappeared on his arm at an extremely slow frequency.

There wasn't a breath of wind around, but he could feel the titmouse changing its claws on the branch.

He could feel the movement in the air caused by the leaves fluttering and falling with the wind.

As the mind calms down, things become clearer.

During this period, he has been refining this perception repeatedly.

My body's early warning ability has been improving ever since I was sniped on Long Island, but it's always been separated by a very thin veil.

The feeling of being able to grasp the outline but not penetrate it lingered over him, as uncomfortable as being unable to move.

But now he has removed that veil.

The waterfall flows through the valley, and the humidity causes water droplets to gather on the leaves of the surrounding trees.

Hey.

Water droplets dripped slowly.

In mid-air, a snake's tail pierced through it in an instant.

Although it didn't turn around, it could feel the moisture coming from its tail.

It's done.

Xu Ge withdrew his vertical pupils from the far end of the mountain ridge.

"That's a really noticeable improvement."

Then a voice sounded from behind.

He turned around abruptly, his breakthrough in perception occurring without any warning.

The greyish-brown owl stood on a dead branch behind him, tilting its head and quietly watching him with its scarlet eyes.

The dead leaves beneath its feet were not crushed by its claws.

It has always been here.

He didn't notice!

Whether it was some strange sensory ability or a snake's instinct, it couldn't sense anything.

【monster!】

"It seems you've already learned it."

Xu Ge retracted his snake tail and stood up.

"I have obtained the Gorgon Stone."

“I know that the medium to the underworld is in your hands, but there is still one thing missing before you can enter the underworld.”

Xu Ge stared at the owl.

"Hecate's Lantern, a sacred object of Hecate, the goddess of the underworld, can illuminate the path of the souls for its holder, showing the way of all the lost dead. If you want to find your sister among countless souls, without this lantern, even if you go in with the stone tablet, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"It is located at the bottom of Mount Vesuvius. When the volcano erupted in 79 AD, the academy was about to be covered. Because the academy was related to a sealed giant, in order to protect the seal, the academy's higher-ups at the time used some kind of ability to hide the academy in another space."

"And the lantern of Hecate that you are looking for is placed on her secret altar deep within the Serpent Academy."

Brother Xu understood what the owl meant. "You mean we have a chance to take advantage of this situation now?"

"The seal is now gradually loosening due to volcanic activity, and the giant could awaken at any moment."

The owl folded its wings down a little.

"The loosening of the seal also means that cracks are beginning to appear in the space surrounding the academy. Go through the cracks, find the altar, and take the lantern. This is your only chance before the giant fully awakens."

"But remember, don't get discovered by the school's guardians."

Xu Ge nodded, then suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

But before he could speak, the owl pulled a mask from under its wing.

"Later, you found a guest at the masquerade ball, and this mask can help you disguise yourself as that person."

"You want to infiltrate the masquerade ball and wipe those guys out, don't you?"

Xu Ge looked at the Gorgon Stone in his hand.

Lanterns, the underworld, masquerade balls...

Finally... just one step away?

Chapter Forty-One Heroes

The White House, the Oval Office, 10 a.m.

The president sat in a high-backed chair, with the Special Affairs Bureau's preliminary assessment report on the Thunderbird incident spread out in front of him.

The cover bears the double security seals of the Department of Defense and the Special Affairs Bureau, and the attachment includes a spectral analysis of cloud lightning taken near the Brooklyn Reservation.

The wing-shaped light spot was circled in red, with a line of text next to it.

[Extremely dangerous]

"This is the latest supernatural being to appear."

James sat opposite him, another briefing spread out on his lap.

"According to the investigation, this is an elemental-level supernatural being capable of controlling thunderstorms. The Iroquois call it the Thunderer, and the academic community commonly refers to it as the Thunderbird."

The president turned to the last page of the report.

"And then it disappeared after its business was over?"

"Yes, the clouds dissipated on their own within ten minutes after the lightning strike, making it impossible to track their location."

"Do you think it will ever reappear?"

"Our intelligence analysts also tend to believe that it will reappear when the next demonic event occurs."

Another extraordinary being has appeared. Why do I feel so uneasy about sitting in my position from now on?

The president closed the report and leaned back in his chair.

"The next demon incident? What conclusions did you draw from the conversation revealed by that masked monster?"

"We suspect that hellish forces at the level of the Seven Deadly Sins have set their sights on New York."

"As for the minotaur demon that appeared this time, it's probably just a scout."

"We analyzed the ammunition consumption data from that night and found that conventional weapons were barely effective against this monster, unless heavy weapons were used, but even those were only moderately effective in simulations."

"If we were fighting that great demon himself."

"Things will get worse."

The president remained silent for a moment.

"Is Thunderbird on our side?"

James said, head held high.

"Hard to say."

"Although he did not react to the military helicopter that day."

"But we're more inclined to believe his goal was to destroy the demon? Or to protect the Iroquois?"

"Both are possible, that's the answer."

"If that's the case, what do the Iroquois say?"

“They hope New York can give them more political support, especially since New York may need an Iroquois mayor.”

The president rubbed his temples.

"These people... well, we'll discuss that another time."

He pressed his hand on the cover of the report.

"So what do you plan to use to deal with the demons that are coming next?"

James turned the briefing on his knee to the page on weapons development.

“We have adjusted our research and development direction. Previously, we had always regarded that snake-man as a hypothetical enemy, so we had been researching lightweight weapons. But in fact, the appearance of the minotaur demon has pulled us back from that wrong path.”

"You know, that guy is tough and thick-skinned... more like a tank-type monster in a game."

He pulled a weapon design draft out of the folder.

"Perhaps we need a new weapon, such as a bunker buster."

"This weapon was originally designed to attack underground bunkers, and its power is more than sufficient. What we need to do is adapt it to be effective against human flesh."

"In addition to ensuring a certain degree of mobility, we plan to design an additional tracking port at the rear, so that after the missile hits for the first time, a second missile can be used to lock onto and attack."

The president flipped through the draft.

"How much longer?"

"The samples are already being modified, and the weapons lab is simultaneously working on muscle simulation targets."

Will it succeed?

"It will succeed!"

James closed the folder.

"Just wait for us to send the next batch of demon materials to the research institute for dissection."

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"Pacco, look at this news!"

His colleague held up his phone screen in front of him.

The page shows a live video recording taken by a passerby on their phone during the Brooklyn night sky that day.

The scene of him chasing the Minotaur between buildings was captured frame by frame into more than a dozen images, with the last one freezing the moment he swung his cable across the roof of the apartment building.

The news headline was exaggerated and even included an exclamation mark.