Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Half a year later, in a high-end entertainment venue in Miami, Hoffman hurried in and pushed open the door of a secret meeting room.

"Master, everything in Florida is ready according to your plan and can be launched at any time."

Hoffman found a seat and sat down, with a respectful look on his face.

In addition to him, there were dozens of people standing and sitting scattered around the long conference table. Each of them, like him, exuded an obscure and strange aura.

Some were thin and had pale skin like vampires, some were two meters tall, covered with black hair, had elongated jaws, and had sharp canine teeth, and some simply held a staff inlaid with a skull, like an evil medieval wizard.

But without exception, everyone wore the same uniform, indicating that they belonged to the same organization. The uniform was printed with a giant mountain and sea beast with wings on its back, a swirling eye, and a body as big as a mountain.

It is said that this is the true appearance of Quetzalcoatl that their leader has seen. As for why it is so different from the image of Quetzalcoatl in the legend, there must be deviations in the fabrication of later generations.

Lachika, who was sitting in the main seat, raised her head and looked around.

These people are all members of the cult organization recruited by Lachika. Those who can stand here are all powerful and have extraordinary cultivation. They are extraordinary elites from the three states of Florida, Georgia, and Alabama.

Under Lachika's gaze, these evil and cruel superhumans became humble and submissive. There was nothing they could do. The superhumans were respected for their strength, and Lachika's strength far exceeded theirs. They had no choice but to submit!
Sensing these gestures of submission, Lachika said, "Everyone, execute the Winter Plan as planned. It's time for this land to have a new owner. Those capitalists have no right to be high and mighty. We the extraordinary people should be the new owners of this land."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the cult's extraordinary people below flushed and they smiled excitedly.

"The leader is right. We, the extraordinary ones, should dominate this land. Those capitalists are weak and powerless and are totally unworthy of this rich land."

"I'm tired of hiding from the authorities. This time, let's show those capitalists how powerful we are."

"Master, you are wise. We, the extraordinary people, are born to rule. However, those capitalists are afraid of coveting our power and persecute us. We must use blood to tell them how powerful and terrifying we, the extraordinary people, are."

These evil cult supernatural beings were shouting wildly, with murderous gleams in their eyes.

Lachika was very satisfied with this scene. He had been studying in the Jeko Group for half a year, and one of the points he learned was to make as many friends as possible.

These evil cult supernatural beings in the United States were attacked and suppressed by the United States, but they were his natural recruitment targets.

All you need to do is draw a big picture, set up a lofty ideal, and use military deterrence to quickly gather a team.

Most of those who can become extraordinary people in cults are ambitious, unwilling to be lonely, cruel and indifferent.

Such people have been hunted down and besieged by the United States, hiding here and there like rats. How could they not have resentment and be willing to live this kind of life forever?

Lachika knew very well what they wanted. The original old forces of this country, the groups that owned the wealth and resources of this country, that is, the capitalists, and the newly emerging extraordinary people who possessed extraordinary powers were not born to be the same kind of people.

He knew that the capitalists feared the emergence of the extraordinary people and coveted their power because it would shake their rule.

He also knew that the extraordinary people were trying to realize their ambitions and gain wealth, power and beauty.

But the resources in this world are fixed. It is almost impossible to get those capitalists to divide the cake voluntarily. Even if they are given some, it will only be leftovers, so they can only rely on themselves to grab food.

This natural contradiction immediately attracted countless cults to respond after Lachka raised the flag. He forced these cults to join Quetzalcoatl by force, but what really drove them to do things was empty promises and ambition.

"Then, let's get started."

Lachika glanced at everyone and sneered in his heart.

In what situations are the most people killed? Of course, war and chaos!
His purpose is to disrupt and subvert the country and kill the foreigners.

……

Three days later, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the command room of a National Guard camp in Miami.

A senior officer fell in a pool of blood. The former deputy brigade commander had a ferocious expression on his face and shouted, "Pass my order. No one is allowed to enter the barracks but not leave. We must eliminate the internal strife and find like-minded companions. Long live Quetzalcoatl."

Several other senior officers were horrified and exclaimed, "Jim, you are crazy. You actually believe in a cult."

Recently, many soldiers in the military camp have started to engage in cult worship for unknown reasons, and the situation has become increasingly serious.

As a result, just as they were about to report it, they didn't expect Jim to suddenly betray them and turned out to be a member of the cult.

"Foolish mortals, this world belongs to the gods, to the age of the supernatural. It is better to be loyal to the gods and exchange them for supernatural powers than to serve those high and mighty capitalist masters. You are the ignorant lackeys of capital."

Jim sneered and saw several officers drawing their pistols. His arms became unnaturally thicker, fish scales grew on his skin, and a fishy smell wafted in the command room. He flashed and appeared among the officers.

Screams echoed through the room, along with creepy chewing sounds.

A moment later, Jim walked out of the command room, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the entire military camp was in complete chaos. A large number of soldiers who had secretly believed in Quetzalcoatl began to block the camp, and almost most of the middle and low-level officers had defected to Quetzalcoatl.

Gunshots were heard from time to time in the military camp, and any soldier who resisted the rule of Quetzalcoatl was pulled out and shot on the spot.

Similar scenes occurred in Florida and several nearby states.

In the United States, the National Guard falls into the category of militia. It is not the regular army of the United States, but the military force of various local states.

Because the United States is a federal country, these National Guards often prioritize the interests of state governments. There have even been situations of armed standoffs between the National Guard and the United States government.

And these National Guards were the first places where the Quetzalcoatl Cult infiltrated.

The United States is a religious country, and many of its soldiers have a tradition of religious belief. Of course, it is only a general belief, but if they are influenced by the real existence of extraordinary power, the speed of conversion will be greatly accelerated.

What's more, what cults are best at is bewitching people. Coupled with the emergence of supernatural powers and some promises of granting supernatural powers, it is easy for them to infiltrate and develop lower-level believers.

Many National Guardsmen were thus instigated to defect and become members of the Quetzalcoatl Cult.

After internal purges, these National Guard troops quickly left the barracks and began to enter various cities, taking control of important key locations such as TV stations, police stations, banks, food storage warehouses, oil depots, factories, etc.

And immediately, Lachika made a televised speech.

"Hello everyone, I am Lachika, the leader of the Quetzalcoatl Cult. Some of you may know me, or you may not, but it doesn't matter. I am standing here today to announce to you that our Quetzalcoatl Cult will become the new master of this country. As everyone knows, this country has long been terminally ill. The evil capitalists have been sucking the marrow out of the bones. There are homeless people everywhere, and opium is rampant. All of this is the result of the capitalists' harm.

As the chosen ones of God, we extraordinary people are the only ones who can truly work for the welfare of the people and help everyone move towards wealth and happiness.

At the same time, I also call on more like-minded extraordinary people to join us and make this country a new world. We extraordinary people..."

The TV speech lasted for a full hour. Countless citizens in the city controlled by the Quetzalcoatl Cult were stunned, and the whole world was also stunned.

I never thought that the United States was not only bullied by the Jacko Group, but also a cult chaos broke out in the country. It is really a disaster!
As for the reaction of the U.S. authorities, they were furious when they learned the news.

The United States is a capitalist country, and those who control this country are the capitalists behind the scenes. They will naturally not allow a cult or supernatural organization like Quetzalcoatl to rise. This is an irreconcilable contradiction.

The wealth and resources of the capitalists are their greatest confidence, but if they are ruled by the Quetzalcoatl Cult, people will not look at how much money you have, but how much strength you have. Without strength, the capitalists are just lambs to be slaughtered.

99.99% of capitalists don’t even have the qualifications to cultivate and feel spiritual energy, let alone become extraordinary. These are two completely different paths.

Therefore, after learning the news, the United States chose war, began to mobilize troops, and sent troops to several states in Florida to quell the rebellion.

A civil war thus broke out, becoming the largest civil war conflict in the United States since the Civil War.

……

On the Florida border, in a city of one million people.

A mighty American army drove in here, with countless tanks and armored vehicles lined up in a long queue, raising a large cloud of dust.

Lachika stood on a tall building, looking down from above. Behind him, evil spirits appeared and disappeared one after another, entering the street.

Also taking action were some extraordinary people from the Quetzalcoatl Cult.

Soon, there were bursts of gunfire all over the city, with screams and gunfire mingling together.

At another tall building, the wind was cold and biting. Hoffman stretched out his flesh membrane, jumped down from the building, and glided in the air.

Although he cannot fly, he is still very flexible in gliding and is most suitable for urban warfare. If he flies too high, he will become a target for armed helicopters and fighter planes. The tall buildings in the city are his best cover.

call.

There was a flash of black light, and a group of American soldiers who had entered the alley to search heard a noise above their heads. As they raised their heads, the squad leader had his head chopped off.

Tear! Hoffman, who had pulled out the American soldier's head along with half of his spine, landed in front of the group of soldiers, covered in blood, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Good skin! You young soldiers have great skin quality!"

As his hands stroked the corpse, the dead soldier's skin peeled off automatically, revealing the bloody red muscles and fascia underneath.

"Fire."

Although they had known about the existence of supernatural beings for a long time, such a horrifying scene still frightened the dozen soldiers. It took them a few seconds to react, and they all raised their guns and opened fire, while calling for reinforcements.

Whoosh whoosh!
Hoffman moved flexibly in the hail of bullets. A dozen soldiers were no match for him at all, even if they were equipped with heavy firepower such as rocket launchers. The narrow and complex urban environment was simply his paradise.

Every window, door and even wall would become his choice for a sudden attack.

Most of the houses in the United States are wooden houses, not reinforced concrete buildings. These wooden houses cannot stop him. He can tear his way out with his sharp claws, drill into the ranks of soldiers, carry away and kill one or two soldiers, and then disappear into the building again.

In just two or three minutes, he had killed an entire infantry squad, then turned around and ran without hesitation, hiding in the complex streets and alleys.

When the support from the United States arrived hurriedly, all they saw were corpses all over the ground, and there was no sign of Hoffman.

Cult supernatural beings like Hoffman, who practiced various magical techniques, joined the battle and soon performed well in the urban warfare.

They did not rush straight into the army, but moved away, sneaking around and ambushing people through various sneak attacks.

Lachika had studied with the genetic warrior Miao Lun in the Steel Camp of the Jeko Group for a month and was proficient in various urban warfare and guerrilla warfare.

After founding the Quetzalcoatl Cult, he taught this skill to the cult's extraordinary members and trained them hard in urban warfare.

The genetic warriors of the Jeko Group are recognized masters of urban warfare, jungle warfare and special operations, and no one in the world can match them.

To some extent, the extraordinary people are similar to genetic warriors.

Genetic warriors have strong physical fitness, and so do the extraordinary ones.

By implanting and fusing the insect gene, genetic warriors can master several special body deformation abilities. The second generation of genetic warriors can also control blood.

Similarly, the extraordinary people of the Quetzalcoatl Cult also have rich and magical extraordinary abilities that are even more bizarre, depending on the different magic techniques they practice.

Therefore, as soon as the urban warfare started, the American soldiers were beaten and cried for their parents, looking at the shadowy high-rise buildings, dense urban buildings, landscape trees, sewers, and cars around them. Many times, the murderous intent came from these inconspicuous places, and many times they died without knowing how they died.

Not to mention the lone soldiers. Once they are separated, they will soon lose contact and by the time they are found, they have become cold corpses.

But in the city, which is their own country's city, the US army has powerful firepower but is unable to use it at all.

They dare not bear the stigma of using fighter planes and artillery to carry out fire coverage bombing in the cities of their own country, where there are still a large number of civilians. They can only be involved in the brutal strangulation of urban warfare.

This is what Lachika wanted to see. He controlled the evil spirits to kill people while looking at the city caught in the flames of war, his eyes full of bloodthirstiness: "Kill, kill, the more the better."

The more people died, the more excited he became, no matter whether they were civilians in the city or American soldiers.

He wanted to let the civil war continue to spread, to make the country bleed continuously, and to cause a large number of foreign lives to be lost in the civil war.

As for whether the international status of the United States will decline as a result of this, he doesn't care at all, because he never considers himself a part of this country.

(End of this chapter)