I impersonated God in America

"What are you going to say to an ancient relic from thousands of years ago?"

"Makes sense."

"Want to guess how pathetic Medusa will be later?"

The group started chatting, one sentence after another, as if this was a way to relieve their stress.

"Ready to launch!"

The president, seated at the very back, slowly raised his head and announced the final instructions.

On the screen, the bomber's bomb bay door slowly opened high in the sky, and a hydrogen bomb detached from its rack, falling in a parabolic trajectory toward the figure walking slowly down the stone path below.

The warhead rotated slightly high in the air.

The screen on the left continuously displayed the distance to the target, and with each step closer, everyone's hearts seemed to tighten even more.

The countdown in the corner of the screen began to decrease steadily.

3!

2!

1!

Rumble!!!

The sudden burst of blinding white light overloaded almost half of the surveillance footage.

The shockwave then pushed outwards, shattering all the clouds above.

The fireball expanded to an astonishing size in an instant.

"Great! Successfully detonated!"

"As expected, this mythical being has never seen a hydrogen bomb before and is completely unprepared!!!"

James stared intently at the screen, excitedly waving his fist.

"Blow her up!!!"

But the next moment.

Buzzing!!!

A purple wave suddenly appeared on the screen, instantly silencing James's shouting voice.

Could it be?!

"F*** you! I knew it!!!"

"Can this move be banned? It's so disgusting!"

Before anyone could see, Medusa had raised her hand upwards, her five fingers gently clenching around the ever-expanding fireball.

Buzz!

The fireball that split at the center of the fireball was fixed vertically, and all explosion waves were prohibited from being pushed.

All the explosive energy, including flames and shockwaves, that was still pushing outward was locked within the spherical area where they were currently located.

The rapidly expanding fireball stopped moving an inch further.

It was as if it had become a specimen inside amber.

It solidified at the center of the zenith.

Medusa waved her hand again.

Grayish-white ripples spread upwards from below the fireball.

Click click.

The original dark red fireball was enveloped by the gradually advancing layers of stone.

The hydrogen bomb fireball, which had been expanding until just now, turned into a huge stone ball that was suspended in mid-air and remained motionless.

Below, Medusa continued forward as if unaffected.

After the other side had advanced a certain distance, the "stone ball" fell from a height of several hundred meters onto the stone path.

Rumble!

The falling stone ball seemed to strike at everyone's hearts, shattering any remaining hope they had.

The meeting room was completely silent.

The president, who was half-sitting in the air, completely forgot to sit back down and his body froze in that position.

“I…this…she…”

"Please sit down."

The secretary was the first to react, and went to the president's side, pressing him into his seat.

thump.

After a full minute, the president spoke again, breaking the silence in the conference room.

"Do we... have any other options?"

When the president's gaze swept over the crowd and landed on James, he suddenly became excited.

It seems like they've grasped at the last straw.

"James! Doesn't the Special Affairs Bureau have any other methods? Like how you discovered in advance that the devil would attack Washington on Halloween night!"

"What?! The Special Affairs Bureau actually has this kind of ability?"

"James, at this point, stop holding back and make your move!"

James looked at the executives around him who had completely lost their minds, and pointed to himself with a blank expression.

"I'm going to stop Medusa? Really?"

Chapter 87 Fruit Awakening

Hey.

Inside the conference room, as everyone watched Medusa about to step onto the New York coastline, their hearts finally settled.

The port had been evacuated by then, leaving only the container cranes at the dock leaning against their rusty tracks.

Medusa raised her head and glanced towards downtown New York City.

"We're completely finished. Even hydrogen bombs couldn't stop them, so what other trump cards do we have left?"

“Actually, there is still a chance.” James’s voice drew everyone’s attention. He said uncertainly, “The Thunderbirds are still in New York. If they make a move…”

But thinking of Medusa's identity, he frowned and swallowed back what he was about to say.

"If Medusa had appeared in the form of a Gorgon, it might have attracted the Thunderbirds, but she is clearly in a more ancient form..."

It's important to know that in mainstream legends, Medusa is the offspring of Ceto and Phorcys.

Although Cetus is the progenitor of sea monsters and Phorcys is known as the father of all monsters, giving people the feeling of monsters, they are actually the offspring of Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess, and Pontus, the Sea God, which means they are proper gods.

There are other theories about the evolution of Sardinian mythology, but even these have nothing to do with monsters.

Rumble.

The terrifying thunder from the sky instantly filled James, who had been hesitant, with immense joy.

"They actually made a move?"

The clouds over New York Harbor on the main screen begin to change.

The dark red cloud above Medusa's head was expanding to the northwest, and then another cloud pressed in from the northwest.

Dark clouds rolled and churned, with silvery-white arcs of electricity constantly leaping beneath them.

Two clouds collided directly above New York Harbor.

As the thunderclouds slowly dispersed, a thunderbird wrapped in lightning came into view, its eyes warily fixed on Medusa below.

“Distant deity, I do not wish to fight you, but have come to inform you to leave this land I protect.”

"you are?"

Rumble!!!

The mocking tone made the Thunderbird instantly bristle, and a white beam of light slashed down from the sky.

However, the instant the lightning struck Medusa, she raised her hand and flicked it to the side.

The lightning bolt was instantly swatted aside like a fly, roaring away to the side.

boom!

The lightning bolt struck out horizontally, its terrifying penetrating power piercing through countless containers on the dock, turning them into a string of candied hawthorns.

raging!

Then, one after another, the containers began to explode, their contents unknown.

"Damn it! That's Thunderbird's lightning!"

"They actually stopped us with just their physical strength?"

Everyone felt a sense of disbelief, after all, no one understood the power of the Thunderbird better than them. The son of Baal was instantly crushed by the Thunderbird's lightning as if he had encountered a speed bump.

But now Medusa can easily stop it without even moving?

Is there really such a big difference between a complete arrival and a partial arrival?

Immediately afterwards, James saw Medusa gazing at the Thunderbird in the sky, and the Thunderbird's legs visibly began to petrify.

Sizzle!!

The lightning slid down the thunderbird's feathers toward its legs, where it was briefly blocked before the petrification was completely removed.

It seems... the difference in skill level is obvious?

Even though they didn't have a deep understanding of the true power, the people in the conference room could roughly guess the difference in strength between the two sides.

The president clenched his fist and said through gritted teeth, "In the end, Medusa was still the better one?"

"Even Thunderbirds can't stop it? Then what cards do we have to play?"

"Fortunately, the two sides are evenly matched. As long as we find another ally..."

Before she could finish speaking, Medusa waved her hand.

In the city center, a golden bolt of lightning struck the ground from the sky, and the shockwave shattered nearby buildings.

Buzz!

A giant wielding a golden greatsword rose from the spot where the lightning had struck.

It was enveloped in a dark golden light, dragging its sword blade across the ground.

Golden giant, golden sword, Medusa...

In just a moment, everyone guessed the giant's identity.

After all, the range of possible figures associated with the Medusa myth is too small.

Legend has it that when Perseus beheaded Medusa, Pegasus, the winged horse, and Chrysaor, the giant wielding a golden sword, were born from the blood gushing from Medusa's neck.

"F*** it! Medusa is already hard enough to deal with, how come Chrysaor is also here?"

"Alright, now we need to find two helpers..."

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“Anna, do you know? I’ve been looking for you for a long time since you disappeared.”

"Later, Gislin even sent gangsters to kill me, but luckily the goddess gave me power."

“Those two beasts, Gislin and Están, are already in hell.”

"I have also destroyed the island of sin."

"After we get out, we can use disguise tools to live under assumed names and find a new place to live."

“You need to continue your schooling, and I will check on your homework every day when I get home.”