I impersonated God in America

The snake in the middle stared intently at the east.

An Apache helicopter attempted to pull up from its flank to avoid the storm zone.

The left snake head impatiently spewed flames from its mouth, engulfing it.

Inside the meeting room, everyone saw that the snake's neck was pointing downwards, while its body remained submerged in the lake.

The assistant looked at James, who was standing there in a daze, and answered the question the other party had just asked in a low voice.

"It's related to Leviathan, Mr. Minister."

"OK, thanks."

"Damn it, judging from the height this guy is standing out of the water, its total body length has far exceeded that of the previous water giant."

"But shouldn't Leviathan be depicted as a fathead fish?"

"In fact, the prototype of Leviathan is called Lottang in Canaanite mythology, which is a monster with seven heads."

"Then this guy must be related to offspring, so he should be alright."

"Don't try to comfort yourself."

Ring ring.

"Minister, it seems we've learned about the origins of the great demon who's with the Son of Baal."

"The other party is most likely a deity from the Syrian region, who mainly serves as a messenger for Baal."

"In the future, we might..."

"Hello? Minister, are you listening?"

Chapter 109 Using One Tiger to Devour Another

Extraordinary Countermeasures Department

At this moment, the three-headed serpent is moving from Lake Superior to the south shore in the main screen.

In the image, the three-headed snake is depicted with each head performing its own function.

The snake's head on the left rose up, its mouth open, spewing out countless dark red pillars of fire.

The pillars of fire swept across the lake shore like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves, blasting up one cannon emplacement after another. The orange-red flames mingled with countless plumes of black smoke, tumbling upwards.

As for the snake's head on the right, it raised its head high, and countless storms roared in the sky, creating countless waves on the lake.

Before the military aircraft could even get close, they were swept away by the storm, and then one after another they lost control and crashed to the ground, exploding repeatedly.

James stared at the horrific scene before him, slammed his fist on the table, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Damn it, the storm in the sky and the flames on the ground can't even get close."

"So, does that mean we can only bombard them with long-range artillery fire?"

On the split screen, Colonel Moran's voice came through, with continuous gunfire heard in the background.

"There's no other way, so this is the only option."

James clenched his fist and placed it on his forehead, thinking to himself: I hope it works.

At this time, a large amount of firepower from the front lines had been transferred here.

Countless missiles streaked across the sky, trailing white smoke as they crashed into the snake's body, the explosions engulfing the entire area.

Is it effective?

That's what everyone was thinking.

However, reality dealt them a heavy blow; as the smoke dissipated, the snake's surface remained completely still.

"Damn, is this guy really that thick-skinned?"

"Wait a minute! I think I saw something block the missile just before it hit the snake's body!"

Upon hearing this, the analyst in the back immediately zoomed in on the image and then specifically selected a few frames showing the missile hitting the snake's body.

At the instant of impact, a metallic sheen appeared on the snake's body.

"Damn it, it has the same abilities as that metal giant on Mount Vesuvius!"

"I remember now, there are indeed descriptions in the Bible about Leviathans being invulnerable to swords and spears, and it is also said that Leviathans have the ability to breathe fire! It seems that their identity has been basically confirmed, and that girl didn't lie to us!"

Are you still wondering if she lied to us?

"The fire ability on the left, the hurricane ability on the right, and the metallization ability in the middle?"

"Definitely more than that. Do you guys remember how this guy acted when he first appeared?"

A colleague's reminder made everyone realize instantly that the other party came out of a water column, which meant that he might also have the ability to transform into water elementals.

This realization fueled their despair.

Although the three-headed serpent's output is far less than that of the monsters encountered before, it is still far more than enough for modern humans.

The opponent's abilities are too evenly distributed.

This guy is practically one of the least compatible with humans, second only to the gods.

After all, elementalization means that even a hydrogen bomb could not necessarily kill them completely.

Conventional weapons, on the other hand, are countered by the enemy's amphibious capabilities across land, sea, and air.

"Brothers, now I believe Leviathan can destroy the world!"

"So this guy doesn't seem to be attacking us proactively. What's his purpose? Why do I have an even more ominous feeling!"

Suddenly, a trembling voice came from the screen: "He wants to take the energy he collected, called the Sin of Envy, to the sea, to a place called the Sea of ​​Origin, to awaken his mother!"

Everyone turned their attention to the screen and saw that it was the girl who was controlling the mist.

"Wait, who did she say she was to wake up?"

"Leviathan?!"

Just hearing this name made everyone feel suffocated.

After all, this name was a target carefully chosen by God, and in the Bible, it was used to demonstrate divine power in a certain sense.

Those with average strength don't even deserve to be mentioned; those who are specifically written about in this way are beings of Satan's caliber.

It's important to know that not just anyone is qualified to touch the soles of Michael's shoes.

Satan's power is undeniably top-tier in any mythological system.

James's anxious voice immediately came from ahead: "Analyst, help me check the enemy's route."

The next moment, a map was projected onto the screen, and the analyst drew a straight line indicating the direction of the three-headed snake's movement.

"The Atlantic Ocean?! And this route seems to go through Washington?"

"Fortunately, we haven't cleared the mud from Washington yet, so it seems we can still hold them off for a while!"

"Brother, do you really think silt will work?"

"Should we contact the church and see if they can offer us any assistance?"

"To be honest, at the current speed of the three-headed serpent, the Papal States may not be able to make it in time. Even without considering the time needed to prepare the holy relics, it would be difficult to arrive on time even if we used the fastest fighter jets and made preparations for aerial refueling."

"So, besides these, what other help can we find?"

"Thunderbird?"

They all knew the probability was low, since the Thunderbirds' recent attacks had mostly occurred near New York.

"But there's no other way, this is all we can do. Let's contact the Iroquois patriarch as soon as possible!"

While contacting the various staff members around him, the assistant glanced at James, who was standing still and deep in thought.

The other person's eyes were full of confusion, and it was unclear what they were thinking.

"This is the American Extraordinary Countermeasures Department. Are you the chief of the Iroquois tribe? Yes, we need... Ah, is that so?... Okay, I understand. I will pass on the message immediately!"

Splash!

When the call ended, everyone saw the despair on the liaison officer's face. A sense of foreboding filled everyone's hearts.

"What happened? Is it because we're running out of time?"

“It’s even worse than that.” The liaison officer, his face filled with despair, delivered a terrible message to the group: “The old patriarch told me that Lord Thunderer had issued a divine decree long ago, saying that due to some indescribable restriction, he could not easily leave New York. He may be powerless to do anything about this incident as well.”

"what?!"

No one expected that there would be such a twist.

"Wait a minute! Does that mean my house in New York is going to go up in value?!"

"Damn it, you're about to die and you're still thinking about your crappy house?"

"enough!"

A purple aura emanated from James, instantly silencing everyone.

Countless shocked eyes were fixed on the man in front of them.

Is it really as the reports speculated?

[The legendary ability to rewrite reality with language?!]

[As expected of Minister James!]

The assistant beside James noticed that the hesitation in his eyes had disappeared, and understood that the other party had made a decision: "Minister, please give the order!"

James pointed to the Extraordinary Enemy Handbook hanging on the wall: "Do you remember what the great demon's purpose was in appearing in reality?"

"Collect the Seven Deadly Sins?"

"What about the three-headed snake?"

"Gather the sin of jealousy to awaken..."

"etc?!"

At this moment, everyone seemed to understand James's thoughts, looking at him with disbelief. "Could it be?"

"Prepare to contact that great demon!"

James leaned forward, crossed his arms in front of him, and scanned the crowd.

"We'll use one tiger to devour another!"

Chapter 110 Negotiation and Harvesting

Philadelphia.

A tablet was placed in front of the president, displaying live footage of the isolation room.

Looking at his new office, he sighed.

"I never thought that after all the twists and turns, I would still end up back in Philadelphia."

After Washington was destroyed, the government of the United States moved to Philadelphia.

After all, this city is the birthplace of the Declaration of Independence and the U.S. Constitution, a genuine revolutionary base area, and possesses natural political legitimacy.

Moreover, the city's geographical location is extremely advantageous.

Even before the Pennsylvania Mutiny, this was the original capital of the United States.

The relocation back to the old capital is a valid move.

James's voice came in from another encrypted channel, interrupting the president's thoughts.

"Your Excellency, the three-headed serpent is currently advancing towards Lake Huron and is expected to enter the shipping lanes soon, leading directly to the Atlantic Ocean. Given the current situation, the Church cannot arrive in time, and Your Excellency Thunderer is also unable to leave New York."

"If the negotiations fail, then we can only gamble on the existence of a hidden deity."

"I see."

In the isolation cell, the prisoners knelt before the statue of a god.

Perhaps it's true that practice makes perfect, and he wasn't so afraid anymore.

After all, he also learned that although that person looked rather scary, they were, in a way, half a fellow townsman.

It inexplicably gave him a lot of comfort.