I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 422 Eagle sauce doomsday, superhero?
America, a prosperous empire.

This is also a country that advocates superheroes, and superhero comics and movies are very popular here.

"A recent arrival that turns you into a superhero with just one bite, for a dollar."

On Hollywood's Walk of Fame, a small white vendor was selling his wares with a large box. These goods were small boxes with dark spherical objects placed in the boxes.

There was already a long queue opposite him, and many people were ready for a dollar to buy this magic pill that could turn into a superhero.

An extremely old homeless man with a cane, just bought the Shenwan and swallowed it on the spot, his body became deformed and twisted.

When everyone was terrified and wanted to escape, he suddenly stood up, regained his youthful appearance, his eyes gleamed with black light, and jumped three or four meters high.

"Hahahaha, it's amazing, I regained my youth."

The tramp yelled, and disappeared with a whoosh.

At this moment, everyone on the scene went crazy, and started snatching the box from the small vendor regardless...

In the commercial street next door, many people wearing superhero costumes are burning, killing and looting everywhere. Zero-dollar shopping incidents and even more serious violent incidents are happening on every street.

A man in a Batman uniform robbed a bank on a street corner, dismantled an ATM machine empty-handed, and laughed wildly amidst countless flying banknotes.

Another man in a Superman uniform was helping them. The bullets of the guards hit them without any response. They punched and kicked the guard down.

Not far away, a man in a Spider-Man uniform was bullying a blonde beauty, beating her in the street, dragging her into an alley, and no one dared to step forward to help.

In the big shopping mall next to it, there was a man wearing a Thor costume and a Hulk uniform fighting the police. They were invulnerable, and ordinary shotguns and pistols could not do effective damage at all. The Hulk overturned the police car with one hand, and even the All armored vehicles were overturned by their joint efforts.

This situation does not only appear in Hollywood, but also in major cities in the United States. Washington, New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, and Houston all have a large number of superheroes emerging within a few days.

The national TV news is full of reports about superheroes. Of course, the reports are almost all negative. Most of them wear superhero costumes, but they are doing zero dollar business.

No matter how many bullets are fired, these superheroes may get up again, and then leap away, attacking the police, they move like the wind, and they are boundless.

Not to mention the police, even the army armed with heavy weapons cannot restrain these superheroes very well.

Those who took the pills were very mentally confused. They obviously had a super strong physique, but they were as crazy as the lunatics in the mental hospital.

They act recklessly, wreaking havoc in the streets and alleys, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of crimes, and they can still live alive in the hail of bullets.

No one would have thought that the superheroes that Americans love only know how to wreak havoc and act recklessly like crazy.

But more people saw many deformed people, howling and running wildly, heading for the city of Hades outside New York, USA...

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The reception hall of Sanctuary is magnificent and spacious.

The gray-haired President of the United States knelt down in front of the Pope's throne, and several senior generals, as well as the Secretary of State and others, knelt down to Tong Hu with a very pious expression.

"Your Majesty the Pope, the great Holy Pope, please send a saint warrior to save the United States!"

"We, America, are at stake, and only Sanctuary can save us."

"Your Majesty the Pope, the Pope of the Sanctuary, please forgive us for the mistakes we made before."

A group of Americans almost licked the soles of their shoes and talked, which really left Tong Hu speechless.

Americans who were once high-spirited are now calling for help like dogs.

Although already expected.

But these politicians are really shameless. They threatened the sanctuary before, but now they kneel down to the sanctuary for help.

"God, look, what kind of monsters are these?"

"They're not human, they're immune to bullets."

"They are bloodthirsty and don't obey orders at all."

"They can't be controlled, they will keep attacking people!"

The Americans took various videos and photos and described their experiences.

Tong Hu is unmoved, his eyes are on his nose, his nose is on his heart, as stable as Mount Tai.

"We in the United States can't hold on anymore, and there are divisions everywhere. If this continues, we may use nuclear bombs."

"Doesn't your Sanctuary believe in love and justice?"

"Then please send someone to save us, we are also the citizens of the earth and the sanctuary."

The Secretary of State was eloquent and wanted Sanctuary to express his opinion.

"The underworld is collecting apostles."

Tong Hu judged: "I'm afraid it will speed up Typhon's resurrection, and the end of the world will be near by then."

"If you want to prevent Typhon's resurrection from accelerating, I'm afraid you will have to send someone to clear the apostles."

Ding Li on the side shook his head slightly: "No way, we don't have extra manpower, and the entire United States is an apostle."

"If the saint fighters are sent to the outside world, the sanctuary will be empty, and the underworld will attack."

Ding Li didn't agree at all.

In this situation, even if the United States is destroyed, they will not be able to send out saints.

Besides, these are all asked by the Americans.

He insisted on doing research on super warriors and training apostles as warriors to satisfy his own ambitions.

"Oh NO, you are the sanctuary, you are the rulers of the earth."

"You should help us."

The President of the United States still wants to intercede.

"Well, you made the apostle by yourself. I helped you clean up the mess, but you bombed me with a nuclear bomb."

Ding Li sneered: "Now clean up this mess yourself."

"Our sanctuary is powerless."

Yes, the United States needs to take responsibility for the flood of apostles these days.

"Sorry, please go back."

Tong Hu said lightly: "Today's sanctuary will not send saints to assist you."

"It's over, America is over..."

The President rolled his eyes and passed out.

Tong Hu waved his hand and asked someone to send the president out.

"Ding Li, if we don't mind the affairs of the United States, Typhon will fully wake up soon."

Tong Hu looked at Ding Li to see what plan Ding Li had.

"We can't stop the Americans from becoming apostles. We can only do it before Typhon is resurrected."

Ding Li said: "Before this, I'm afraid I'm going to a place."

"Tong Hu, the sanctuary will be handed over to you during this time."

Tong Hu was surprised: "Where are you going?"

Ding Li smiled mysteriously: "I'm going to hell!"

(End of this chapter)