I impersonated God in America

"The god of the sea, the god of earth-shaking, the god of horses and harvest, easily angered, be careful... his magnanimity isn't very obvious, and he's also quite amorous..."

"and many more?"

Everyone seemed to realize what was happening, and looked at the departing siren on the screen with a subtle expression.

"It seems that's true."

After all, this sea god, like one of his brothers, had another notable characteristic: he had many offspring.

Moreover, the flavor is extremely strong.

They are particularly fond of animal horns, and their monster offspring are numerous.

Mermaids, Cyclops, Whirlpool Sea Monsters, Serpent Man Lamia, Cannibal Giants, Two-Headed Giants...

"If the other party were to descend into male form, there would probably be many more monsters in reality."

"And they are all demigods at the level of giants."

"But a woman's body... shouldn't be that disgusting, right?"

"Hard to say."

Chapter 103 The Fruit of Four Parts

"It really has to be a big event. The aftereffects of something happening once can last this long?"

Lynn looked at the power of her wishes, which had reached 110,000.

But that's actually normal, considering that after the Medusa incident, the number of wishes had already reached around 160,000.

Even after using it once, there's still 60,000 left.

In addition to this incident, there have been various other events that have been unfolding over this period.

It's not surprising that some players can pull multiple high-level fruits from the pool.

While it might be better to save up more wish power for future use, the last extraction of the Soul Fruit was just too tempting.

Leaving 10,000 or 20,000 yuan behind is actually acceptable.

So Lynn decided not to wait any longer.

As the power of the vow was poured in, several golden rays appeared.

Paramecia-type Chop-Chop Fruit.

Lynn stared at the fruit in front of him, speechless.

This is the highest-level fruit pool!

The only ability of this fruit is to be able to split the body into pieces at will and maintain control over it...

No, that's not how you calculate it!

It's worth noting that Buggy, the user of this Devil Fruit, is on par with Shanks, and with this fruit, he was able to withstand attacks from the world's strongest swordsman, Mihawk, without sustaining any damage.

They might even be able to recruit Hawkeye later!

In other words, the potential of this fruit is enough to allow someone to ascend to the throne of one of the Four Emperors!

Greatness needs no further explanation.

Lynn once again respectfully placed the four-part fruit into the remaining two slots.

As for the middle part?

It seems that the Silent Fruit is more deserving of this center position.

Paramecia-type healing fruit.

Lynn's eyes lit up when he saw the fruit in front of him. In the original story, there weren't many fruits with healing abilities; there were only two and a half at most.

Aside from the Healing Fruit and the Surgery Fruit, the Disease Fruit and the Hormone Fruit together count as half a fruit.

Its ability is simple and straightforward: it can heal injuries. The only drawback is that overuse will affect one's lifespan.

But after testing it out, Lynn found that, just as he had thought, the effects of these fruits could be activated by using willpower as a price.

In terms of combat, healing abilities are actually completely unnecessary for Lynn, since he can't possibly be injured.

The greatest use of this fruit is to manifest its power in certain situations.

In mythology, treating serious illnesses is an essential part of the process.

In a sense, even if you draw the wrong item later, you're guaranteed to get the Healing Fruit, so this whole thing is still worthwhile.

Logia-type Storm Fruit.

Wow, a fruit I've never seen before.

Lynn looked at the fruit in front of him with some surprise, after all, this should be the first time he had drawn a fruit that did not appear in the original work.

"A Logia-type Storm-Storm Fruit?"

Actually, it makes sense when you think about it, since storms are a guaranteed occurrence in Logia-type abilities.

It's just that the original work didn't mention it.

Whether the Sweat King's ability is the Storm-Storm Fruit or some kind of Mythical Zoan Fruit is completely irrelevant.

In addition, this fruit was still slightly inferior to the Glint-Glint Fruit and the Rumble-Rumble Fruit in Lynn's eyes.

In terms of speed alone, the highest recorded wind speed is 408 kilometers per hour, which is far slower than the speed of lightning and light.

Overall, this fruit is extremely cost-effective for Lynn in terms of creating opportunities, making it a fruit that retains its value quite well.

After all, not every fruit can suit him as well as the Soul-Soul Fruit.

The last time I was able to pull out a Soul Fruit from the advanced pool so early was incredibly lucky.

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Outside Damascus, on the outskirts of the Palmyra ruins.

A rubble terrace east of the ruins of the Temple of Bel.

Professor Hawkins pulled an archaeological brush from the side pocket of his backpack and squatted down next to a section of stone pillar that had been worn so badly by wind and sand that it was almost unrecognizable.

He is the head of the Department of Near Eastern Archaeology at Yale University. Because his previous research was somewhat niche, he had been excavating Assyrian sites in Iraq for many years, facing funding cuts every year.

However, since the Sardinian stone snake incident, the approval rate for funding applications in archaeology departments worldwide has increased several times over from its consistently low level.

They don't even need to dig them up directly. Any archaeological site project that has anything to do with the supernatural will basically be eagerly funded by governments around the world.

I never imagined we'd have this day.

His Palmyra project, which was criticized as an obscure dead end by the university council last year, has suddenly become one of the highest-budget ongoing projects in the entire Near East research field this year.

“Professor, over here. The bulldozer knocked the east wall askew last night, and when we came over this morning, there was a cavity at the base of the wall.”

Hawkins put the brush back in his backpack and followed the students to the east.

One wall brick was seen being pushed off the foundation, and then a very compacted layer of artificial fill was exposed beneath the base of the wall.

The fill layer was dug down to almost the height of a person.

At this moment, everyone present saw a limestone altar.

At the very center of the altar stands a half-length stone statue: a young man wearing a sun halo.

The base of the stone statue is engraved with an inscription.

Hawkins put the flashlight in his mouth, squatted down, and ran his fingers along the strokes of the letters.

"So it really is the altar of Malakber?

The Palmyra mythology is a very niche mythology; the entire pantheon has a small number of gods, with even the lesser-ranked nature gods not enough to fill two hands.

But Hawkins, who has been studying this subject for many years, can still recognize the deity of Palmyra.

The students set up portable lamp stands, illuminating the mural behind the altar, which had been half-collapsed by the bulldozer bucket.

Although the mural is cracked, most of the main image remains.

The image shows some people holding wine jugs in their hands, bending over, and pouring the wine into cups in front of the altar, with a long caravan of camels loaded with silk and spices behind them.

It's not hard to tell that these people are merchants who have traveled long distances in this region.

The next scene shows a large group of people performing a ritual in front of a temple.

"The wine offering ceremony. Before each journey across the desert, the silk merchants of Palmyra would offer a jug of wine at the altar in Malakbel. This was to pray to the gods for their safety on their journey. If the merchants returned successfully, they would carve an inscription in gratitude on the outer wall."

"Although the deity of Palmyra only appeared when traveling merchants stopped to rest and pray for safety, the worship of this deity was quite good as people came and went along the trade route."

During the height of Palmyra's glory, the temple of Bel had so many homage inscriptions on its outer walls that additional walls had to be added one after another.

It belongs to the kind of mythical phenomenon that arises from trade routes, flourishing and disappearing along with them.

“Professor, I remember that the name Malak means messenger, right? What about Bel? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of this deity.”

The professor glanced at the student next to him, nodded, took out his handbook, pointed to the middle of the name, and cut off "Malak" and "Bell".

"In fact, Bel is Baal, the chief god of Canaan."

"The worship of Baal was very common in this region, as countless travelers brought the legends of the Canaanite god to the surrounding areas due to the geographical location of the Canaan region."

"As it spreads in this way, changes in its name and appellation are inevitable."

"Baal is called Bel in the Palmyra dialect, and in fact, the two gods are the same one."

"And this deity can also be considered Baal's messenger."

He waited for the students to finish taking pictures of the mural, standing there with a furrowed brow.

Baal's messenger, sun god, traveler?

These are the affixes of several clerical titles put together.

Why does he always have this feeling of déjà vu?

Chapter 104 Analysis and Sacrifice

The Apostolic Palace meeting room was where the Secretary of State, the Cardinal, and numerous cardinals gathered.

The screen still displays the video footage from the day Michael descended, frozen on the frame of Michael confronting Medusa in the air.

If the people had doubts about the identity of the unknown deity who appeared in the form of Medusa before, there were no doubts after the trident appeared during the second Vesuvius event.

On the other side of the secondary screen, the confrontation scene features a siren wielding a trident.

Seeing the undisguised trident, everyone couldn't help but complain.

"As expected of that sea god, he really didn't hide anything. But thanks to this, we were finally able to piece together the whole story."

When the Snake Man produced that shield during the incident, along with subsequent intelligence obtained from the American authorities, they were able to piece together the Snake Man's itinerary during this period.

"So, in other words, this snake-man, under the manipulation of a goddess, successfully staged a Medusa resurrection and then obtained Medusa's body, is that what you mean?"

One of the cardinals in the conference room glanced at the people around him who were still thinking and broke the silence first.

This was like throwing a pebble into a pond, and everyone started to get active.

"But why did that goddess choose Medusa, instead of dealing with her like a certain sea god did?"

"Do you remember the promise the prophet made before?"

Everyone's gaze naturally turned to Bishop Paul, who was flipping through a book not far away. They trusted this bishop quite a bit, after all, he was the one who had first interpreted the prophecy last time.

"The descent of a supreme god is definitely more demanding than we imagine. Have you considered the common physical characteristics of the two descents, Medusa and the Sirens?"

"You mean...ownership?"

After all, Medusa served as a priestess of a goddess, which isn't exactly obscure knowledge.

Although this is the version from Roman mythology, the truth is hard to say for sure.

However, considering that the giants under the volcano could travel through the volcano through its mysterious connection, it is possible that the two goddesses were connected through the legend of the priest, even if they were not related.

"Although we still suspect there are other conditions, that's not really our concern right now. The Greek authorities are the ones who should be worried."

"Actually, the mythology of the Greek region has such a long history, and the gods in that region are somewhat protective of their own, so I think their inheritance is probably much better than ours!"

"Perhaps the Greek government still possesses a divine artifact bestowed by a god, waiting to unleash its power at a crucial moment."