I impersonated God in America

"Halloween Special! Duke's Baked Egg Tarts!"

"Hey guys! It's me! Wen Ban! How's my outfit today? Isn't it flawless?"

At this moment, Wen Ban was dressed as a crow-man.

[My goodness, where did the streamer order these costumes and props? They look absolutely real!]

[It really is true, the texture of these feathers is quite nice!]

Am I the only one concerned about the atmosphere tonight? I think I saw some military deployments nearby.

With so many extraordinary disasters recently, it's normal for Washington, D.C., as a political center, to have a larger military presence.

[Host, don't go! I see the landmark behind me, I'm coming to find you right now!]

beep.

The procession moved slowly along Constitution Avenue.

At the very front was a clearly visible band, with musicians dressed in military uniforms like those in "The Nutcracker" performing.

Behind them were rows of dancers transformed into monsters.

Perhaps due to the spread of supernatural events, there were more people dressed as traditional monsters tonight than usual; otherwise, it would have been mostly cosplay.

For example, popular movies, TV series, and anime characters.

Moreover, the level of professionalism in Washington's Halloween is not as high as one might imagine. Halloween here is more of a costume parade organized spontaneously by local residents and tourists, with only a few official teams invited to create the atmosphere.

Most of the float shows are in New York, while Washington is more like a street carnival.

"Look! That group of orcs' outfits are so realistic!"

"Let me see what's going on?"

As Wenban spoke, he casually pointed the camera at the busiest area, but he suddenly froze when he saw the line, and then rubbed his eyes.

He then silently shielded everyone in front of him.

Wow, that minotaur is amazing! It looks so real!

[The ears are even twitching! There must be some kind of mechanism involved, right? I bet this level of cosplay was definitely commissioned by the official team!]

[Huh? Why aren't you saying anything, streamer?]

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At the same time, the parade was led by a tall figure wearing a red and black coat and a yellow vortex mask.

He was followed by a row of orc actors.

Werewolves, Minos, Rhinoceroses...

The event's on-site coordinator was standing in a temporary office near Constitution Avenue, holding a walkie-talkie and a program list.

The assistant next to him looked up at the orcish procession swaggering forward in the middle of the road and gaped in astonishment.

"Boss, which company owns that group of demons? Their costumes and props are incredibly professional!"

"Hmm~ Let me see, this looks like the Beast Squadron, right?"

The person in charge picked up a pen, ticked the box next to the appearance list of the Beast Squad, and looked at the parade in front of him with some satisfaction.

"This is incredible! Every beastman costume in this Beast Squad must have cost a fortune! Judging by the level of realism, they must have been custom-made by a professional company!"

“I even saw a lot of white breath coming out of that minotaur’s mouth just now. There must be a special heating device inside. You know, we didn’t pay them much for their appearance this year. For them to be able to do this, they must have spent money on it.”

"Are there still teams that lose money these days?"

"That's why they're so dedicated! Remember their contact number after this year's event, we'll invite them again next year!"

"Ring ring!"

"Boss, it's a call from the team leader of the Hundred Beasts Team."

"We just received the call," the person in charge and the leader of the Hundred Beasts Team said in unison.

"Brothers, your makeup skills are really impressive! I'll treat you again next year!" "Sorry sir, we were a little late due to traffic. Can we go on stage later?"

"Ok?"

The person in charge suddenly felt something was wrong, and he looked at the "Hundred Beasts Squad" on the main road with a strange expression.

"No... if you are invited guests, then who is here?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard the man with the vortex mask on the main road suddenly laugh at Wen Ban.

"Hey! Little one over there, why are you running?"

Then the mask slowly came off, revealing a face that Wenban knew all too well—the very same great devil who had once appeared on Wall Street.

"We met again after our parting on Wall Street, and he ran away as soon as he saw me."

"Isn't this a little sad?"

Chapter Seventy-Three: The Burning of Capitol Hill

Gudong.

Upon seeing that familiar face, Wenban couldn't help but swallow hard.

This time, I might really be in serious trouble.

[How unlucky! This terrifying guy remembered my name.]

Seeing the other person looking at him with a half-smile, Wen Ban felt a little tempted to reveal his abilities.

During the last Wall Street bombing, the perpetrators were gathering the power of the legendary seven deadly sins, greed.

Perhaps because he was so close, he discovered after the live stream that he seemed to have gained some of Mammon's power over the raven.

According to legend, Mammon is a bird-headed human with the head of a two-headed raven.

The wings he was wearing as the Crowman were indeed real, just as the viewers in the comments had guessed.

Should we gamble on the possibility that the other party can fly?

At this moment, the live stream chat on Wenban's channel was already scrolling wildly.

[No way, this looks like that demon that appeared on Wall Street back then.]

[Hey streamer, run! What are you standing there for?]

Like a cat, huh? Serves you right for refusing to leave America!

Wenban took a half step back.

"If we run, everyone will be unhappy tonight."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ban's foot, which was about to step back, suddenly froze in place.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

The surrounding crowd began to scream.

Many people simply tore off their carefully prepared clothes as a burden and ran away quickly.

It's like putting a catfish into a sardine box.

The scene was completely chaotic at this point.

A little girl wearing a onesie suddenly fell to the ground, and people walked past her without stopping in time.

Why is everyone so panicked?

Where is Mom?

Then the little girl saw the strange man looking at her and then walked over.

Then she saw the strange man bend down slightly to help her up, and then pat her on the shoulder.

"Your mother is over there, remember to walk carefully."

"Thank you, big brother who likes cosplay!"

"Be careful in the future, after all, some demons love to eat children."

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The Great Demon straightened up again and turned his gaze to the on-site manager who was still holding a walkie-talkie.

The person in charge was trembling, and all the color had drained from his face.

[What nonsense are you spouting, kid? This is a real, real demon!]

He tried his best to force a smile.

"You must be the leader of the Hundred Beasts team, right? I am truly surprised by the professionalism of your team's cosplay. It is my honor to have the opportunity to invite your team to perform tonight."

The person in charge met the eyes of the great demon, and he tried his best to remain calm.

"But we, as the hired team, made a complete mess of the scene!"

"Not at all, a team as excellent as yours simply makes the Halloween event shine!"

The person in charge clicked his tongue slightly when he heard the great demon in front of him.

No wonder you were able to get into a position of responsibility.

"If you want this spot, it's yours!"

Da da da!

[Oh no! This guy seems to be getting closer and closer. Did I say something wrong?]

The person in charge had already closed his eyes, ready to accept death, and he could hear the other person's footsteps getting closer and closer.

However, the next moment he felt a pulling sensation in his chest.

The person in charge badge pinned to my chest was snatched away by the other party?!

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On the other side, Wenban looked at the leader's badge pinned to the Great Demon's chest and slowly returned to his side.

【Seriously? Again?】

This guy is definitely targeting me! Is it because of Mammon's power?

The Great Demon reached out, grabbed Wenban's phone camera, and slowly turned him, along with his selfie stick and head, toward the white domed building at the end of Constitution Avenue.

"Since everyone likes Halloween so much, it would be a real shame if there were no fireworks."

"As the newly elected head of Halloween, I now announce the next performance for Halloween in Washington, D.C."

"Burn Capitol Hill!"

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Pentagon.

"Isn't it?"

When James entered Wenban's live stream, he saw the Great Demon and was instantly terrified. In particular, when the other party raised his hand and snapped his fingers, he had a strong sense of foreboding.

as predicted.

Rumble!!!

As the red glow of the Capitol Building in the distance began to spread, red flames gradually exploded upwards from the bottom.

The white Corinthian columns shattered in an instant.

Crunch!

The iron bars inside the dome were instantly torn apart and broken into several pieces.

The bronze Statue of Liberty above the dome fell from a height of tens of meters.

bang bang bang! ! !

The bronze statue crashed onto the dome of the rotunda, crushing the rest of the structure.

Immediately afterwards, the glass panels of the Capitol Building collapsed one after another like dominoes.

The glass began to shatter one by one from the center outwards.