I impersonated God in America

James took the tablet.

The footage was taken from the perspective of a patrol boat's recorder.

A medium-sized fishing boat is sailing into the deeper part of the lake.

The patrol officers on the patrol boat didn't pay much attention, since their job was to conduct spot checks, and they didn't check every vessel without prior warning.

Then the fishing boat suddenly exploded in the middle, with flames shooting into the sky.

Countless screams echoed from inside the ship.

Then they saw people being thrown from the boats into the lake, one after another.

On the ship's deck, a man suddenly ran out and tried to call for help when he saw the patrol boat's guards. But the next moment, a giant hand of mist emerged from inside the ship and grabbed the man.

The man's expression instantly turned to despair, and then he was forcefully grabbed by the giant hand of mist.

The mist instantly turned blood red, then mercilessly threw the man into the sea.

next moment.

The patrol boat's engine immediately accelerated, and it turned around and left!

Not long after they left, they discovered that the fog had spread.

Then countless screams came from the fog.

Click, the video ends.

"This fishing boat is the property of the Hydra Church."

The secretary placed another document on his desk.

The cover is a briefing submitted by the FBI's Domestic Investigations Division, with a photo of the cult leader below the title, followed by a large resume.

Note: It is suspected that he attended the Unity Church for further studies.

The briefing included the church's full file: Over the past few years, the organization has expanded its membership along the shores of Lake Erie, extorted money from its members, and conducted numerous sacrificial ceremonies.

The last few pages of the archive contain photographs of the sacrifice of believers' children.

James pushed the documents forward and slammed his fist on the table.

A cup of uncovered coffee spilled all over the glass tabletop.

"This is bullshit, it's never going to end!!!"

"Notify the Coast Guard to close all ports along the shores of Lake Superior. Send the nearest Air Force reconnaissance squadron to scout the perimeter of the fog zone."

"Hopefully nothing worse will happen."

Ring ring.

The moment he finished speaking, the emergency phone on his desk rang.

"Damn it! A large number of elemental enemies have appeared on the surface of Lake Superior! Requesting backup!"

"..."

"Minister, stop standing there, it's time to get ready to work overtime."

Chapter 106 Memories of the Deep Sea

Lake Superior.

Amidst countless plumes of smoke, Mira slowly transformed her body into the shape of smoke, floating on the lake's surface.

She was surrounded by shattered deck pieces, and the bodies of many cult members floated in the sea.

She looked at those familiar faces, filled with the hatred of those dying men, their expressions gone, and felt a strong sense of satisfaction.

Then, she heard the voice that had given her power again.

"The offerings are sufficient. Tell me what you want?"

Mira thought of the countless children who, like herself, were being tormented by these cultists.

She clenched her fists.

"I will make all those people in those churches pay the price!"

"You still want power, don't you?"

Mira was taken aback for a moment, but then she realized that what the mysterious deity said seemed to make sense. Once she gained power, she wouldn't have to worry about any obstacles anymore.

After all, she wasn't completely isolated from the world, and naturally knew that there were groups of extraordinary individuals in the world besides her.

She also couldn't guarantee that there wouldn't be superhumans within the cult.

Glug glug.

As Mira looked on in confusion, bubbles continued to rise and fall on the surface of the water.

A moment later, the water surged upwards and moved to Mira's front.

Splash!

After the water receded, it left behind a scale of an unknown animal, about the size of a human face.

"Take it with you, and you can gain the power you desire."

Mira stared at the scales in front of her, swallowed hard, and then asked, "So, what is the price?"

"All of this!"

Mira instinctively pulled her hand back.

Then, gritting her teeth, she reached out and touched the scales pressed against her face.

hiss

The next moment, she found herself in a daze, and then sensed a large amount of energy from the scales surging into her body.

It seems that these powers can be used at any time to make one's smoke ability even stronger.

The next moment, Mira felt countless images flash through her memory.

Glug glug.

It's so cold.

She seemed to see herself sinking into the sea, surrounded by darkness, with only a terrifying giant shadow visible in the sky through the water.

"My child, while I am asleep, gather enough jealousy for me."

"I await your return in the Sea of ​​Origin. When you return, we will bring about the end of the world together."

"Yes, my mother."

[Is this... the memory of a god?]

Just as Mira was lost in her memories, she suddenly noticed a golden eye appear in her mind, scrutinizing her before slowly fading away from the depths of her memory.

Hu Hu Hu.

Mira's pupils constricted, and she placed her hand on her chest, feeling cold sweat all over her body.

She touched the mask on her face.

Could this be the origin of the deity at the bottom of the lake?

What made her even more fortunate was...

The last thing we saw was a golden eye.

"Could it be that the water deity, spanning thousands of years, foresaw today's events?"

Thinking of this, Mira couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine when faced with these great beings.

wrong!

Mira instantly realized what she had just recalled.

The deity at the bottom of the lake seems to want to destroy the world?

……

will die.

Countless thoughts surged through Mira's mind.

It was only then that she realized how despicable she had been.

She prayed to the gods, simply wanting to survive.

Although I used the power of the gods to exact my revenge, I also helped him complete the sacrifice...

As for cults, I'll eradicate them with my own strength.

Mira comforted herself with these thoughts.

At this moment, the fear of death prompted Mira to want to remove the mask from her face.

However, just as she touched the mask, she suddenly found that her hand froze as if her body had been controlled.

"Hmph, want to run away?"

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The outer edge of the fog.

At this moment, a group of death row inmates, temporarily transferred from Michigan prisons to participate in high-risk missions, looked cautiously at the thick fog in front of them.

[Are they cannon fodder used to test supernatural powers?]

However, the thought of the commutation agreement they had signed and the weapons they had been issued gave them some confidence.

The commander, who was not far away, looked at the death row inmate in front of him and put his hand on the shoulder of the adjutant next to him: "Friend, I think you are simply a genius. You actually came up with such a trick."

They tried it as soon as they arrived. Because the fog was so thick, the drone seemed to always encounter some strange floating objects in the air, causing the drone to be damaged very quickly.

However, sending their troops to scout ahead would be too extravagant.

"Anyway, these guys are almost all unforgivable sinners. Isn't it a good thing to let them make a final contribution to society at this time? After all, even the gods have appeared. This is to help them atone for their sins!"

"You're quick-witted, kid."

"Sir, the prisoners have already gone inside."

"Great, keep in touch by phone."

On the other side, the patrol boat pushed inwards along the edge of the fog, and the prisoners on board kept aiming their flashlights into the fog.

Thinking of the promises the authorities had made to them, they gritted their teeth, exchanged glances, and then rushed inside.

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Splash!

"Hey guys, I don't think this place is as scary as we thought."

"I knew those military guys were cowards."

"We're listening!"

The patrol boat weaved through the fog when suddenly one of the prisoners felt as if his body was being cut by a knife.

"fxxk!"

The sudden cry of pain startled the other prisoners, who all turned to look at the injured prisoner.

A gash appeared on the other person's shoulder, as if it had been cut with a knife.

The group moved to the side following the direction of the shoulder and discovered a small vortex that was somewhat transparent.

The death row inmate glanced at the small vortex in front of him, cautiously took out his prisoner's name tag from his pocket, and then shuffled forward.

sizzle.

Although there was a slight cutting sound, they found that these small vortexes were not actually that scary.

"Haha, you idiot, you actually got scared like this by such a little guy!"

The prisoner standing nearby chuckled as he quickly clapped his hands, causing the small vortex to instantly transform into a gentle breeze that dispersed in all directions.

"You can inform the person in charge now; it's not as scary as you think!"