I impersonated God in America

[Damn it, are we going to be wiped out here?]

Snapped!

A sudden snap of the fingers.

It made the representatives from various countries feel as refreshed as drinking iced mint on a sweltering summer day.

When they turned their attention to him, they saw that James had somehow appeared in front of them.

A wave of light radiated outwards from him.

The purple light wave made Cavalli's pupils shrink.

He seemed to have only seen this type of light wave power in the Son of Baal and Medusa.

Could it be? No way?

When he turned his gaze toward Bishop Giovanni, he noticed that the bird-like creature that had just spoken in the sky was clearly tense, pointing at the white bird as if giving orders.

then.

They ran away?!

As the birdman left, the giant white bird in the sky seemed to receive some instruction, swooping down towards James's position.

He shouted instinctively.

"Oh no! Run!"

"Don't even think about going there!!!"

sizzle.

However, as the giant white bird swooped down halfway, a sword aura slashed upwards from below, intercepting the bird from its abdomen. In a fleeting glimpse, it was revealed that the bird's interior was actually a completely solid entity.

Before they could even react...

Rumble.

The giant white bird then exploded violently in mid-air, and the blast pressure blew down from above.

But at the same time, James remained standing still.

Why is LeBron James not moving at all?

[No! It's definitely not that simple!]

Did the other side anticipate that Giovanni would make a move?

Cavalli suddenly realized that James had just snapped his fingers and driven away the birdman in the sky who had easily controlled Bishop Giovanni.

Seeing James's powerful stance, Cavalier was taken aback.

[I get it! It must be that James wouldn't bother with an opponent of this caliber!]

He exchanged a glance with the other representatives from various countries beside him without making a sound, and found that everyone's gaze seemed to be more or less the same.

Yes, that's definitely it.

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"Regarding the bird-like figures that appeared in the sky just now... if I'm not mistaken, they should be the legendary Sirens."

Giovanni slowly retracted Durandal and looked at the people in the room before speaking.

Actually, once everyone calmed down, the mystery of the birdman's identity was almost solved.

After all, such an image and the ability to attack through sound are rare in the world.

In addition, Italy's geographical location makes it almost possible to pinpoint the other party's identity.

"Actually, the opponent is already very strong. You know, Bishop Giovanni was instantly bewitched by the song. If nothing unexpected happens, we will definitely be wiped out."

"Indeed, but..."

Everyone instinctively turned their attention to James.

The Sirens miscalculated; there was a hidden powerful figure present at this meeting.

"What about the White Bird? There aren't many enemies like that in mythological systems, are there?"

"Just now it was clearly under the command of the Sirens. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a creation of the god of fire, right? After all, we have so many legends about the god of fire here."

"Don't tell me, really don't tell me."

"Why did the Sirens attack us?"

On the other side, the sudden attack had left James' legs weak, preventing him from moving until now.

Hearing the conversations around him, he suddenly thought of the travel routes for the literature class.

"I guess it's related to Naples."

James's words were surprising, once again shocking everyone.

How could that be? What does the attack in Sicily have to do with Naples?

Ring ring.

The next moment, Cavalli's phone suddenly rang, and when he answered it, the voice on the other end spoke at an astonishing speed.

"Oh no! We've encountered something extraordinary in Naples! It must be the legendary Sirens!!!"

【Fxxk!】

How could you have guessed that?

Kavali and the surrounding representatives from various countries looked incredulously at James, who was standing not far away.

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements immediately. The Deputy Minister of Defense will temporarily oversee Naples."

Thanks to his recent cramming on mythology, Cavalli instantly recalled a series of legends about the Sirens.

Naples, the Sirens...

"I know! It's Parthenope!"

According to legend, Parthenope, one of the three Sirens, fell in love with Vesuvius, the centaur. However, Zeus, the king of the gods, also coveted Parthenope. In order to separate the two and take the wife for himself, he turned Vesuvius into a volcano.

"If that's the case, then the motive does make sense. So, it's very likely that the siren was trying to rescue her lover?"

"Then why send people to attack us?"

"Perhaps they're worried that, like last time, Bishop Giovanni will summon saints to stop them?"

Thinking of this, everyone felt somewhat relieved.

Thankfully, we have Mr. James.

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The meeting was adjourned.

Kavali didn't have time to contact the deputy minister; he immediately dialed the president's number.

"Mr. President, I have something I would like to report to you."

Do you remember America's newly appointed Secretary of the Extraordinary Countermeasures Department?

"Mr. James?"

"Yes, I suspect his abilities far surpass those of Bishop Giovanni..."

"What?!"

Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Trident?

At the foot of Mount Vesuvius, on the national highway.

The truck driver, Salvatore, flicked his cigarette butt out of the window.

Looking ahead, the taillights were all lined up together, and a large number of cars were stuck on the bend.

He was extremely tired after driving a truck all day and was somewhat irritable.

"Fuck! What are those people up there doing? Do they even know how to drive? Even if there was an accident, it shouldn't cause such a long traffic jam!"

But there was nothing he could do; the car in front wouldn't move, so he could only patiently continue waiting.

I was hoping to reach a rest area after passing this section of road and take a short break, but it looks like I'll be stuck in traffic for at least a few more hours.

Thinking of this, he could only pull out a cigarette from the side and force himself to endure his fatigue and continue waiting.

The only thing that struck him as odd was that there were so many cars stuck in the road ahead, yet no drivers were getting out.

And in this situation, not a single person honked their horn.

"F*** it! Why isn't it moving?!"

As he approached the bend, he suddenly heard a sound in the thin mist ahead.

"What the hell is all this noise about? These people are blocked like this, and they still have the nerve to sing."

However, as the song drifted into his ears, the fluctuating tempo made him suddenly feel a bit tired.

No, I need to perk myself up quickly.

He was about to take another puff of his cigarette when he noticed his vision starting to blur.

Before he could even put the cigarette in his mouth, he slammed it into the horn in front of him with a loud bang, making the horn on the steering wheel beep loudly.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud crash, his car was squeezed together with the car in front of him.

Clang.

About five minutes later, a driver's cursing could be heard from not far away.

"Fuck! What are those people up there doing? Do they even know how to drive? Even if there was an accident, it shouldn't cause such a long traffic jam!"

……

Clang.

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Rome's Ministry of Defense.

The deputy minister walked into the room in high spirits, touched the solid wood table in front of him, then shook himself and sat down in the chair at the front of the command post.

"Sigh, when will I finally be able to officially sit in this position?"

Recently, the first meeting of the Supernatural Council was held, and General Cavalli was dispatched to Sicily to preside over the meeting, so someone else is currently serving as the interim head.

crunch.

The assistant outside peeked in and, seeing the deputy minister inside the command center, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, what are you doing here? I went to your office to look for you, but I couldn't find you anywhere."

"Ahem, I just felt a bit stuffy in the office, so I came here to get some fresh air."

The assistant glanced at the enclosed environment around him, said nothing, and took out a tablet from his pocket.

"Sir, a large-scale drowsy phenomenon has been observed in several towns near Mount Vesuvius. This is footage from a drone survey; you may need to make your judgment."

On the tablet, a drone flew low over the national highway at the foot of Mount Vesuvius. Looking down from mid-air, the cars on the entire highway were completely still, a large number of cars crammed together like candied hawthorns on a string, but no one got out of their cars.

The shuttle bus was parked on the roadside not far away, and through the glass you could barely see countless people lying haphazardly on the bus.

As the scene shifts to a town, the town is eerily silent, as if all signs of life have vanished.

Only in 24-hour convenience stores can you see cashiers slumped over the counter, their hands hanging limply, their phones lying at their feet.

Some roadside vendors also put their heads on the shelves.

The entire town seemed to be under some kind of spell.

The camera was getting closer to Mount Vesuvius, and a faint sound came from the drone.

As the camera zoomed out, they finally discovered a monster with a human head and a bird's body standing on the edge of the crater, slowly spreading its wings and opening and closing its lips.

"hiss--"

Seeing such obvious features, even a vice minister who knew little about mythology could easily call out the other party's name.

"The Sirens?"